Drake Bell - One of these things first

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I could have been a sailor, could have been a cook
A real live lover, could have been a book.
I could have been a signpost, could have been a clock
As simple as a kettle, steady as a rock.
I could be
Here and now
I would be, I should be
But how?
I could have been
One of these things first
I could have been
One of these things first.

I could have been your pillar, could have been your door
I could have stayed beside you, could have stayed for more.
Could have been your statue, could have been your friend,
A whole long lifetime could have been the end.
I could be yours so true
I would be, I should be through and through
I could have been
One of these things first
I could have been
One of these things first.

I could have been a whistle, could have been a flute
A real live giver, could have been a boot.
I could have been a signpost, could have been a clock
As simple as a kettle, steady as a rock.
I could be even here
I would be, I should be so near
I could have been
One of these things first
I could have been
One of these things first.

Inne utwory

  • Rusted silhouette
  • In the end
  • End it good
  • Get a grip
  • Fool the world
  • Soul man
  • Up periscope
  • Do what you want
  • Found a way
  • Golden days
  • Which will
  • Black eyed dog
  • River man
  • Bloody holiday
  • Sappy love songs
  • See you again
  • Losowe utwory

    The party

    Left or right the party´s always tight
    Front or rear the party will be near
    Here and there the party´s everywhere
    One or two the party´s always true
    Good or bad the party won´t forget
    You and me the party makes us free
    Force...

    Not good enough for truth or cliche

    Let s go.[x2]

    Hurtful words,
    from my enemies of the last five years,
    what s it like to die alone?

    how does it feel when tears freeze,
    when you cry?
    the blood in your veins is twenty below.

    [chorus:]
    sitting in this room playing russian roulette,
    finger on the trigger to my dear juliet,
    out from the window see your...

    She fades away

    Slow train running not too far from here
    Put some distance between all her fears
    She didn t have no-one left her all alone
    Don t know why I dread just to call her home

    Chorus:
    She can t laugh, she can t cry
    She s had enough, it s too much
    When the sun goes down,...

    Ortchen

    Du trinkst drei, vier Gläser aus.
    Du bist breit und du musst dringend mal raus.
    Du stehst auf und fühlst den Drang.
    Nun aber schnell, sonst hälst du s nicht mehr lang.
    Wie Feuer tut es weh, oh dieser Druck und das Gefühl oh nee....

    Why

    Why, do you always do this to me?
    Why, couldn t you just see through me?
    How come, you act like this
    Like you just don t care at all

    Do you expect me to believe I was the only one to fall?
    I...