Drake Bell - One of these things first
Tekst :
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
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...
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...
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,...
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, 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...