Тексты песни «Bob Dylan»

Bobby's in the basement making his movie, He paints a little picture but not to be cheesy. He wants this little girl to believe in him easy, Bristles to the canvas imagining he feels high. Inspiration of my heart...

How may roads must a man walk down I wish I could write so profound The words he spoke were blown in the wind Pick up my air guitar and write like him Awwww Bob Dylan I live my life like a Rolling Stone Feel my...

Bobby's in the basement making his movie, He paints a little picture but not to be cheesy. He wants this little girl to believe in him easy, Bristles to the canvas imagining he feels high. Inspriation of my heart...

Parole de Bob Dylan - Shelter From The Storm: 'Twas in another lifetime, one of toil and blood When blackness was a virtue and the road was full of mud I came in from the wilderness, a creature void of form. "Come in,"...