Here she comes like a Queen all through the wintertime. Skirts that billow long after she's gone. Yes, I could smell her smell on that pillow late at night. Well, she's a rose that blooms at night
SAN ANTONIO ROSE. WRITER BOB WILLS. . Deep within my heart lies a melody, A song of old San An - tone. Where in dreams I live with a memory, Beneath the stars all alone. It was there I found
Gary, now I know I was wrong. I messed up and now you're gone. Gary, I'm sorry I neglected you. Oh, I never expected you to run away. And leave me feeling this empty Your meow right now would
Gary, now I know I was wrong. I messed up and now you're gone. Gary, I'm sorry I neglected you. Oh, I never expected you to run away. And leave me feeling this empty Your meow right now would
Song The Love That Faded - Bob Dylan. The love that faded left me only tears. Days that were happy turned into lonely years. Vows that we made turned into lies. My life is empty, my lonely heart
(wilkin/burch/wilson). . Your love is like a ramblin' rose. The more I feed it the more it grows. Ramblin' rose, ramblin' rose yeah. . Ramblin' rose you're looking for. ? ? ?. Ramblin' rose
A rose should be where the sun shines through. Not where the wine is red and the smoke is blue. A rose should be blooming in the light. Not in a rendezvous, blooming in the night And you are a
Song Where's Gary? - SpongeBob, Gary (Leessang), SpongeBob, SanĐy, Mr. Krabs, Plankton, Patrick. I wonder how things went so wrong. I turned around and he was gone. (Where's Gary?). Now I'm
Glad you came, glad you're here. Have some champagne, imported beer. . Dig down in your dirt bag and roll us out a spleef. Been erect here now for thirteen days and I came to get relief, relief.
Georgia rose, Georgia rose. You're the most precious rose Dixie grows. Though it don't seem quite right. 'Cause your skin's dark as night I know you've heart full of light. To the good Lord above
(Gary Moore/Philip Lynott) I remember Paris in '49. The Champs Elysee, Saint Michel,. and old Beaujolais wine. And I recall that you were mine. in those Parisienne days. Looking back at the
