Nickel Creek - Sabra girl

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Lonely, the life that I once led.
Strange, the paths on which we tread.
Led me to you, unlikely but true.
Sabra girl, clouding my view.

Rainy the day, the first time we met.
Deep was the dark, forever my day.
It didn t seem wrong to sing a sad song.
Sabra girl, seen you before.

Early the morning, you re sad, the good bye.
With a wave of your hand and a smile of your eye.
So lately did meet, no sooner to part.
Sabra girl, homeward must start.

Rosie, the lines you wrote with your hand.
Reading between them, to misunderstand.
I made the mistake you said not to make.

Yes, reading your letters, conviction did grow.
I thought it a chance; I knew I must go.
It s hard to believe I could be so naive.
Sabra girl, flattered but deceived.

Now you just told me that friendship is off.
I m forced to repair the breach in my wall.
Illusions and dreams, as usual, it seems.
Sabra girl, they ve been my downfall.

Lonely, the life and dismal the view.
Closed is the road that leads to you.
Since better can be, as friends we ll agree,
Sabra girl, time will cure me

Inne utwory

  • Pecos Bill
  • Why should the fire die
  • Tomorrow is a long time
  • Spit on a stranger
  • Jealous of the moon
  • Speak
  • Out of the woods
  • When you come back down
  • Chant of the wanderer
  • Seven wonders
  • This side
  • The fox
  • Let it fall
  • Beauty and the mess
  • Anthony
  • Reasons why
  • Git along little dogies
  • Losowe utwory

    Sans toi

    Mon papier est mort
    Car goutte à goutte j ai effacé tous les mots
    Il a suffit que je souffre
    Je t ai rencontré et je sais

    {Refrain:}
    Que sans toi je ne suis pas
    Sans toi
    Sans toi je n ...

    Black eyed dog

    Black eyed dog he called at my door
    The black eyed dog he called for more

    A black eyed dog he knew my name
    A black eyed dog he knew my name
    A black eyed dog
    A black eyed dog

    I m growing old and I wanna go home, I m growing old and I dont...

    All around me

    My hands are searching for you
    My arms are outstretched towards you
    I feel you on my fingertips
    My tongue dances behind my lips for you

    This fire rising through my being
    Burning I m not used to seeing you

    I m alive, I m alive

    I can feel you all around me
    Thickening the air I m...

    Life styles

    We the
    Ones Who
    Made us
    The life styles that we live
    Radios
    scared to
    Play us
    Life styles like this
    Industry
    Fools can t
    Fade us
    The life styles that we live
    So Fuck off
    All you
    Haters
    Some things you don t forget

    [Loc]
    My brain s kinda cloudy
    I can t really think
    Popped too many pills
    Had one too many drinks
    It s the Double Double
    D...

    A chiara piace vivere

    Come al solito ci si ritrova qua
    con la banda del bar fuori città
    parli serenamente di tutto e di niente
    spesso è qualcosa che non ti va
    c’è una novità stasera
    aria di bufera c’è Ale che sclera!
    Sai se ne va male...