IRC-Galleria

Oh I cry my own tears
And I have my own fears

My dreamgirl, has spark in her eye.
Can't breathe well, cos your near.
Deep inside me I can feel you miles away.

I need your smile, Your eye.
Too beautiful, I just adore her breath.

This rain started long ago
Iv been walking in this rain so long
Nothing left out of it.

Every drop hurts me more then you
no one know that the raindrops are my tears

Well let me tell baby. You allways asking.
The ghoust of my past are allways on your mind.
I'm not so proud, But i have pay the price.
This man allways wander's around
But now ghoust of my past wonders around.

I worship you babe, You know it.
I Never could betray you.
Now look at me and let me love you.

I was just a litle kid when I got into booz
Pills and powders were my howl day meal.
Street was my home and next of kin.
Dizzy ride was my life then.

Cigarettes were smoked fast.
Liquor botles emptied fast
Eye from eye, Teef for two.
That was bold.

Too young i was maried. That girl was big with child.
I think she got some diseas. I can only guess.

You got your face down to dirt
Nose broke and bleeding.
And no ones interested.

Youre crying like litle boy
Ya crying for attention
Dreaming better life on your own

Tough the mountain's between us
I can feel your love tonight.
These night without you makes me crazy.

Remmember the time when our love was young.
When we were so innocent.

Has anyone told you ever just give up?
Has anyone told a reason to?
Don't baby bealive to them

All we need to do is hold on to our chains
Don't let go eaven if they burn your hands
Cos i know i will never let go.
I will never let you go...

Alltough I sometimes look like I don't care.
It's not that, it's just that it hurt's
you know love hurts

I'm whit you, now and forever.
How does it feal? When I say something like that?
You know i don't lie.

All we need to do is hold on to our chains
Don't let go eaven if they burn your hands
Cos i know i will never let go.
I will never let you go...

She was a backstreet girl
No where to run, no where to hide.
All her life she strugled thrue pain.

But nobody couldn't stright her down
Nobody couldn't break her alive.

She was nearly child in street
She was nearly angel in dirt
She was a skid row beautyqueen.

She only wear black leather.
She only got her will to live.

With her stiletto heals, she walk trhue danger's