Тексты песен «Fame Musical»

Schlomo: Dit is een grens, is een kruispunt in de tijd En mijn toekomst is niets meer dan een vraag Kom ik verder, kom ik waar ik ooit wil zijn? Wat ben ik, wie ben ik na vandaag... Serina: Heel alleen aan de...

Somthimes I wonder Where I've beenWho I am Do I fit it in Make believing is hard alone out here on my own We're always proving who we are always reaching for that rising star to guide me farand shine me home out here...

Sometimes I wonder Where I've been Who I am, do I fit in? Make-believing is hard alone Out here, on my own We're always proving Who we are Always reaching For that rising star To guide me far And shine me home Out here...

Pray, pray, pray I pray I make P.A. I pray I make I pray I make P.A. Pray, pray, pray I pray I make P.A. I pray I make I pray I make P.A. Pray, pray, pray I pray I make P.A. I pray I make I pray I make P.A...

Lift up your head, wash off your mascara, here take my kleenex, wipe that lipstick away, Show me your face, clean as the morning, i know things were bad, but now there okay, Suddenly Semour is standing beside you,...

Nick: I want to make magic I want to strike lightning in the sky I want to do things you can't believe Anyone would try I want to make magic And make ev'ry moment a surprise I'll capture your senses in a spell...

(Miss Bell) Artists are special celestial fools first with the talent for breaking the rules unfit for confinement in cubicle schools artists are special (Miss Sherman) Artists are people not primitive fools they learn...

There she goes Ain't she the picture of a real live star? You want to follow her whoever you are And there she goes She's passin' you You better hurry if you wanna look Maybe you'll get her in your...

In times of Trouble, When all the world seems, oh, so dark, And I cant find a way to cope When deep down inside me I can no longer feel the spark When I can see no ray of hope When I am lost What makes it all...

Dont need no rich bitch To tell me which fork to use I paid my dues In a rat trap building called New York Livin off beans greens and pork In a basement Tenament No-ones gotta tell me what its like to be black Jack...

First when there's nothing, but a slow glowing dream, That your seems to hide, deep inside your mind. All alone I have cried silent tears full of pride in a world made of steel, made of stone. Well, I hear the music,...