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Oh the sun is shining far too bright
For it to still be night
Oh the air feels so cold
So cold and old
How can it be light
Oh let's take a walk outside
See the world through each other's eyes
I wish I was your only one

Oh the lights outside they're as bright as the sun
They're much brighter than anyone
Oh the girls in the queue yes they're waiting for you
Well they're waiting for their song to be sung
And when the night turns to day and all the people go away
It's not the same, tell me who's to blame?
And when the stars shine so bright on the cold December night
I wish that I was on the stage

I get up in the evening, and I ain't got nothing to say
I come home in the morning, I go to bed feeling the same way
I ain't nothing but tired, man I'm just tired and bored with myself
Hey there baby, I could use just a little help

You can't start a fire, you can't start a fire without a spark
This gun's for hire even if we're just dancing in the dark

Tell me why this world is a mess
I thought you always tried your best
Tell me what I'm ought to do
Maybe you should do it too

Tell me why they're sleeping alone
No house nowhere to call a home
Tell me what I'm meant to see

Oh, Mr James Dean, he don't
belong to anything.
Oh he left before they could get him,
With their ways, their wicked ways.
Oh Marilyn Monroe, where did you go?
I didn't hear all your stories
I didn't see all your glory.

I believe in everything I see
I believe you do the best for me
It's not a lot, it's all I've got

I believe that the day will come
When you'll see that you're the only one
And the rain will fall from the sky
Guess it's goodbye

So called Mr Rock and Roll
Is dancing on his own again
Talking on his phone again
To someone who tells him that his balance is low
He's got no where to go
He's on his own again

Rock chick of the century

Put a ribbon round my neck and call me a libertine
I will sing you songs of dreams I used to dream
I will sail away on seas of silver and gold
until I reach my home.

Give me a guitar and I’ll be your troubadour
Your strolling minstrel 12th century door to door
I don’t know anymore, if that feeling is past will is last

So called Mr Rock And Roll
Is dancing on his own again
Talking on his phone again
To someone who tells him that his balance is low
He's got no where to go
He's on his own again

Rock chick of the century

Oh everybody said she was the next big thing
The shining little light on the Saturday night
Dreaming of the day when she could run away
She didn't believe the hype, was right
I knew right from the past
Was never gonna last the feeling's over fast
Now here we go
Now here we go

A poetic genius is something I don't see
Why would a genius be trippin' on me
And he's looking at me now
But what he can't see
Is that I'm looking through his eyes
So many lies behind his eyes
And tell me stories from your past
Sing me songs you wrote before

Run (оригинал Amy MacDonald)


Will you tell me when the lights are fading
'Cause I can't see, I can't see no more
Will you tell me when the song stops playing
'Cause I can't hear, I can't hear no more

Ты был как сон для меня,
Твоя улыбка и глаза,
Что слепят, стоит на тебя взглянуть,
Везде твой сладкий аромат,
И за тобой - как дивный сад,
Но я, чтоб быть с тобой, должна уснуть...

[Припев:]

Oh the leaves are falling from the trees
And the snow is coming, don’t you know?
But I’ll still remember which way to go
I’m on the road, the road to home

Oh the sound is fading in my ears
And I can’t believe I’ve lasted all these years
But I’ll still remember which way to go

Oh the wind whistles down
The cold dark street tonight,
And the people they were dancing
To the music vibe.

And the boys chase the girls with curls in their hair
While the shy tormented youth sit way over there
And the songs they get louder, each one better than before.

Oh the wind whistles down
The cold dark street tonight
And the people they were dancing to the music vibe
And the boys chase the girls with the curls in their hair
While the shy tormented youth sit way over there
And the songs they get louder
Each one better than before

Oh the sun may shine through your window on a summer's day
Doesn't change
Your heavy heart skips a beat each day
You get a temporary high
As you watch life pass you by
Every single day you want to cry
Can we wish the tears a fond goodbye