IGI - Wild hearted woman

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Baby Sings the Blues... For You
She May Get Happy Later
Baby Cries For Comfort
For Something to Surround Her

And When She Sings It
You Believe Her
How Everyone She Ever Knew
Would Leave Her Spinning round
All On Fire

Another Wild Hearted Woman
Another Child With the Stars in Her Eyes
A Wild Hearted Woman
And She s Falling... Falling

Baby s Lost Her Soul... to You
Call Her a Fallen Angel
Stormy Weather Forever
With Every Friend a Stranger

Lost Little Girl
In Hurricanes of Love and Pain
Locked in Her World
Of Daisy Chains and Love and Pain
Trying to Find Peace of Mind

Another Wild Hearted Woman...

Inne utwory

  • What kind of fool
  • Forever
  • Pieces of our heart
  • Drawn to earth
  • Blindfolded visionary
  • Yesterday goodbye
  • In the clouds
  • Paradise
  • Will i start to bleed
  • Light as a feather
  • Moodswing
  • The empty dancehall
  • Freeze
  • Understand
  • Love leads nowhere
  • Different sky
  • Outshine the sun
  • Things he told her
  • Angel
  • Losowe utwory

    Suspect chin music

    [Method Man]
    Suspect chin niggas, no win niggas
    send niggas back to go, try again niggas
    all hail me, the good the bag the ugily
    the money s around your way, lovely
    where for art thou Meth-tical god-child
    I pack a smile like crocidile...

    Cannibal King

    The cannibal king with the big nose ring
    Fell in love with a sweet young maid
    And every night by the pale moonlight
    This is what you ll hear him say
    Ba doom
    Ba doom
    Ba doom ba dee ya dee yeh
    Ba...

    Le clan chill

    feat. Corneille

    Corneille
    Oohhh yeahhh..ohhh yeahhh

    *K-maro
    K-maro/Corneille

    *Corneille
    ..Et tu le sais..

    *K-maro
    ..haha! et tu le sais..!

    *K-maro
    Qu est-ce que ça ferait si j me pose sur un instrut plus relaxe
    On...

    Liberation

    There s always been a pattern of struggle and defeat
    Never that cycle incomplete
    Never enough to tip the scales
    Too many people rotting in jails
    Or bloodied on the battlefields
    The history books from every age
    Have the same words written on every page
    Always starting with Revolution...

    Love is a wonderful colour

    My friend and I, were talking one evening,
    Beside some burning wood,
    Trading tales of places we came upon,
    When the times were good,
    Spoke of a girl he viewed like no other,
    Whom he had come to know, I swallowed hard and listened intently,
    Resigned beside the glow...

    Always there, it s standing proudly,
    When all else...