Album: MAGIC HOTEL (2002) Be nice to me Don't you understand when I get home I need to breathe Don't try to comfort me 'cos I'm not home I can feel
Sunday morning, daylight breaking Nothing's stopping me from smiling Though my head is aching Everything is fine I'm mesmerized, your eyes excite me
Lady, I'm so crazy for you That I don't know what to do Lady, I'm so mad today And I don't know what to say We're just drifting away On the dawn of a
Different colors and different atmospheres Time passes on throughout the years Different people with different points of view I think of me, I think of
I can't believe what I have seen A girl that I know from a dream She is the one, though she don't know And I must find out where she's to go I get the
I don't need a whole lot of money I don't need a big fine car I got everything a man could want I got more than I could ask for I don't have to run around
I reached you oh, so very late Already waiting at the gate The pictures on the wall, they remind us all that things Have got to change or else they still
Picking up pieces of yesterday's fire Word's that written But words they were only desire Only desire Pictures you've painted Of yesterday's dreams Emotions
Sitting in the summer sun Binding my time Waiting for the demons to go away No one knows when they come Or when they're gonna go away As long as they
The Midas touch is everywhere, everywhere Your just not the same When I turn you to gold Like stories of old The Midas touch is in me now, in me now
When all the boats had left the shore A thousand people maybe more As the sun burnt through their eyes You could sense their deep surprise And I guess
Be nice to me Don't you understand when I get home I need to breathe Don't try to comfort me 'cos I'm not home Right now I can feel the heat within your
Lady I'm so crazy for you That I don't know what to do Lady I'm so mad today And I don't know what to say We're just drifting away On the dawn of a
Different colours and different atmospheres Time passes on throughout the years Different people with different points of view I think of me I think
I reached you oh so very late Already waiting at the gate The pictures on the wall <a href="http://www.testimania.com/">Testi Canzoni</a>
Picking up pieces of yesterdays fire Word's that written But words they were only desire Only desire Pictures you've painted Of yesterday's dreams Emotions
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