smilin' Smilin', smilin', smilin' Smilin', smilin', smilin' I found my smile again You helped me find my smile again I found my smile again You helped me find my smile again I found my
Oversættelse: D'angelo. Jeg fandt min smile igen.
[Chorus:] I found my smile again You helped me find my smile again I found my smile again You helped me find my smile again I don't know what it is that
[Chorus:] I found my smile again You helped me find my smile again I found my smile again You helped me find my smile again I don't know what it is
a smile I chew my nails off one by one Only got one to go And until I see your face again Nails I have no more My nerves are shot, I smoke a lot In
I'm your guardian angel, know you purpose And if I look at you low, if I should make it Believe me, I leave you, show you how to make it (Hung up high
so I'll always be A word-man Better than a birdman But I'll charge Won't get away W/out lodging a dollar Shall I say it again Aloud, you get the point
yet to come I can't deny it there are moments I regret So much i'd do different if I could do it all again I lost the world and I didn't find it until
people. First I'd... Then she'd... Then we'd... But I can't do it alone! Then she'd... Then I'd... Then we'... But I can't do it alone! She'd say, "What
I need you I'll never be open again, I could never be open again. I'll never be open again, I could never be open again. And I'll smile and I'll learn
for dark excuses to be found The moment of Salvation must be now! Cast me to the crimson flames Thou hast the power should I be blind To overthrow my
end this now She crawled across the bloodstained ground Her eyes averted from the steely glare But secretly she knew she'd found A way beyond this nightmare
smile upon your face These are the moments I thank God that I'm alive These are the moments I'll remember all my life I've found all I've waited for
an angel break my heart Why didn't he catch my falling star I wish I didn't wish so hard Maybe I wished our love apart How could an angel break my heart
of my new found desire. The instrument of my passion, my obsession, the blood-red six string. It was like I'd known the thing all my life. I soon found
I'll never be open again, I could never be open again. I'll never be open again, I could never be open again. And I'll smile and I'll learn to pretend
hones in. I pack a lunchbox, walk to the stoning, jump into the chemicals sold in my zoning. I'm irrational, paranoid, tragic. And the button on my chest