faith is falling away. I'm not that sure anymore. . Shades of grey wherever I go. The more I find out the less that I know. Black and white is how it should be. But shades of grey are the colors I
Bh mise i ngr le cailn. Le blianta anuas. Liza ab ainm di. Ach go tobann thnaig s chugam. Le scal a bhris mo chro Chorus (after each verse). Liza. Liza mo str. Liza. Fan liom Chuartaigh mise
Bh mise i ngr le cailn. Le blianta anuas. Liza ab ainm di. Ach go tobann thnaig s chugam. Le scal a bhris mo chro Chorus (after each verse). Liza. Liza mo str. Liza. Fan liom Chuartaigh mise
Song Liza Jane - Vince Gill. You've got my number. You've got my name. So why don't you call me. Little Liza Jane. You've got that body. You've got that frame. So why don't you call me. Little Liza
Whenever I'm away from Liza, water come to me eye. Every time I'm away from Liza, water come to me eye. . Chorus. Come back Liza, come back girl. Wipe the tear from me eye. Come back Liza, come
Bài hát Come Back Liza - Harry Belafonte. Every time I'm away from Liza. Water come to me eye. Every time I'm away from Liza. Water come to me eye. Come back Liza, come back girl. Wipe the tear from
Bài hát Me And Liza - Rufus Wainwright. Me and Liza, Liza and I. Famous till the day that we day. Momma made it so I could try. Me and Liza, Liza and I. Daddy writing unanswered love letters. Why
Bài hát Coming Home - Skylar Grey . And the blood will dry. underneath my nails. and the wind will rise up. to fill my sails. so you can doubt. and you can hate. but I know, no matter what it takes
Devenir gris. Devenir gris One man on a lonely platform. One case sitting by his side. Two eyes staring cold and silent. Show fear as he turns to hide Aaah, we fade to grey (fade to grey). Aaah
Devenir gris. Devenir gris One man on a lonely platform. One case sitting by his side. Two eyes staring cold and silent. Show fear as he turns to hide Aaah, we fade to grey (fade to grey). Aaah
Lifeless they fall apart. Golden as our precious art. My love sinks into a thick grey veil of mist. Trees, leafless trees, the epitaph of the sun. What once was green presents now grey and trist. A
