Texty:
Appassionante

Already dead, so kill my head There's a sun in his eyes It won't go away, I'm already dead Why is it I can't kill my? He would never sleep Said, ?I didn

One night I woke up late I couldn?t stop thinking about the games that we played And so I took a ride Deep into my mind where I got nothing to hide You

Are you passionate? Are you livin' like you talk? Are you dreamin' now that you're goin' to the top? Are you negative, In a world that never stops, Turnin

Wish you told me by and by That my life would come to this That I'd have to find a way To let things go That my friends would turn to foes And my love

On the hill where Custer was, Making his last stand, With the Indians all around, And his gun in his hand. Such a wind was blowing that day, Through

Where did all the feelings go? What about that happy glow? Was that so long ago, When we were first in love? I didn't feel the change, Everything was

Preacher went up to the Golden Gate, With the glow of love in his flowing hair. And met God there, I'm dreamin' of a time when love and music, Is everywhere

Well I took you for a walk up on the forest floor, 'Cause I wanted to share some things. But it sure looked to me like you've been there before, It was

This song I have this song to sing Certain words must be screamed Rather than be sung or spoken I am alive and vigorous As they toil without love Fight