Blonde Redhead - Misery is a butterfly

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Dearest Jane I should’ve known better
But I couldn’t say hello, I didn’t know why
But now I think, I think you were sad
Yes you were, you were, you were

What I say, I say only to you
Cause I love and I love only you
Dearest Jane, I want to give you a dream
That no one has given you

Remember when we found misery
We watched her, watched her spread her wings
And slowly fly around our room
And she asked for your gentle mind

Misery is a butterfly
Her heavy wings will warp your mind
With her small ugly face
And her long antenna
And her black and pink heavy wings

Remember when we found misery
We watched her, watched her spread her wings
And slowly fly around our room
And she asked for your gentle mind

Inne utwory

  • Melody (French)
  • Pink love
  • Suimasen
  • This is not
  • Ego maniac kid
  • A cure
  • Impure hair
  • Heroine
  • Bean
  • Elephant woman
  • Luv machine
  • Melody of certain three
  • U.F.O.
  • Slogan
  • Kazuality
  • Led zep
  • Publisher
  • Anticipation
  • Jewel
  • Losowe utwory

    Chromosome

    Today, moving downwards.
    Through my fingers fades tomorrow.
    But wait for me,
    cause lines are forming
    And words get clearer now.
    I ll borrow them from you,
    cause it s all i can do.
    Today, they shine like jesus,
    And light of millions face our sorrows.
    But wait,

    Memories

    My little sister sings herself to sleep
    she doesn t know we re listening
    to her lullaby, so innocent and sweet
    I ve rocked her cradle til her tears were dry
    and chased away a sleepless night
    with a fairy-tale
    reliving the best...

    Somewhere in the country

    Nobody wants her she s nobody s child
    Nobody seems to care
    Isn t it funny now that she needs someone
    There s nobody there

    Mum and Dad have it all arranged
    She s leaving on the morning train
    For Aunt Nora s...

    Amarse o no amarse

    Sube a un coche y recorreté América,
    sin destino y sin nada en que pensar,
    evitando rebuscarme en el alma,
    por desiertos y oasis donde parar.
    Y desplazarme asi,
    algunas veces ir a pie,
    durmiendo solo
    como un viejo ermitaño.
    Luces verdes de un motel,¿paso aqui
    esta noche tan larga...

    24 Hours from Tulsa

    Dearest darling I had to write to say
    That I won t be home anymore
    For something happened to me
    While I was driving home
    And I m not the same anymore

    Oh I was only twenty fours hours from Tulsa
    Ah only...