(R. Martin) Take the reigns So we both can rise I've got a handicap You're the one who must Lead us now. Down the road That twists and sways Remember
(R. Martin/S. Cardenas) Even if you choose to go On your seperate way I'm hoping you'll be back Here the same but different. Colder bodies colder still
(R. Martin) Lost entirely to a soft innocence And a young girls in love Trusting everything to his hand That's what's to be expected She'll give her
(R. Martin) When the rain comes To clear the cuts of summer skins When the rain comes in You will find out What you're made of only then When the rain
(R. Martin) You're not what you say you are Broken and tired These bones are yours alone. The truth doesn't matters When it's twisted and mired These
(R. Martin) They were searching In and out of city bars We were lucky Nobody had found us. In the back room You look like a holy man And I believe in
(R. Martin) She's late again Grab your coat and then Wake mother from her slumber. Take her to the bus Because soon they'll be waiting at the corner
(R. Martin) On her way home she starts to cry This feeling, though fleeting Gets worse each time <a href="http://www.testimania.com/">Testi Canzoni
(R. Martin) I'm staying in the city In the dim light I feel complete Though the plaster walls I've worked long and hard for Are moving in You will find
(R. Martin) I don't mind that I'm not afraid The weight of words in a sentiment "I can love" he said Finally my heart will lead my mind Stop the maddening
(R. Martin) The wind swept through the valley Screaming through the willow up to me It's mostly quiet here but not today What will become of me? Just
(R. Martin) In a dream I've seen a man Dressed in jet black and saying, " "For as long as I have known you there's been trouble following you." Like
(R. Martin/R. Julian) Her loss came today Written out on paper It won't be long The tilt of it's hand Had taken forever It won't be long In a world
(R. Martin) Now the door is open Sing your melody Play for me, love. When all the words are spoken Coarse and empty Play for me Play for me, love.
(R. Martin) Another season's passed by Without a sign without a single word You used to say that you loved me And I would say the same to you in return
(R. Martin) If your love is meant for me What are the questions for? When love has come to me before What makes yours unique? I'd jump through this
