Тексты песен «Jason Mraz»

Ok go, go hang your heart on, any tree, You can make yourself available to anybody, Cause every livin' person knows you are a prize, Whichever way you go I'll be easy to find, I don't ask for much, just be honest,...

Mystery the moon A hole in the sky A supernatural nightlight So full but often right A pair of eyes a closin' one A chosen child of golden sun A marble dog that chases cars To farthest reaches of the beach and far...

Love is where this begins Thank you for letting me in You've always known where I stand I've never had to pretend And I feel my life is better Because you're a part of it I know without you by my side That I would be...

it's something like i apologize it's something i still can't decide but i know it gets better it only gets better and i want to say that it's not always easy but it's simple that way and i want to stay and play it out...

Something like "I apologize" Something I still can't decide But it only gets better It only gets better And I want to say that it's not always easy - but it's simple that way and I want to stay and play it out, but i...

The boy's gone. The boy's gone home. What will happen to a face in the crowd when it finally gets too crowded. And will happen to the origins of sound after all the sounds have sounded Well I hope I never have to see...

words & music by jason mraz Bright lights, big city Was quite extraordinary. The drive was pretty. I was in perfect company. The love of a lifetime, Since we were elementary friends; The one with the bright...

I know exactly how you feel You were this close to closing deals When everything fell from out your hands You were forced to decide on other plans now You figured it best to just ignore it Otherwise you're only living...

I know exactly how you feel You were this close to closing deals When everything fell from out your hands You were forced to decide on other plans now You figured it best to just ignore it Otherwise you're only living...

I'm taking a moment just imagining that I'm dancing with you I'm your pole and all you're wearing is your shoes You got soul, you know what to do to turn me on Until I write a song about you And you have your own...

I'm taking a moment just imagining that Ia??m dancing with you Ia??m your pole and all you're wearing is your shoes You got soul, you know what to do to turn me on Until I write a song about you And you have your own...

I think you could teach me a thing or two about you Well the first I've learned is the proof That you're punctual And from the state I'm in it's unusual to begin on time The paradigm is you is you cause you will never...

words by jason mraz & ariel quirolo music by jason mraz Well I guess I'll treat her right, I guess I'll treat her right more this timeЙ IХll try not to rely, try not to rely on the perfect lineЙ and I see no...

Well, I guess I'll treat her right I guess I'll treat her right more this time I'll try not to rely Try not to rely on the perfect line And I see no boundaries Except for the ones I'm in And I don't expect you to...

Take off, both your, shoes and clothes, I'll follow. Undo, corkscrew, drink from the top of a broken bottle. Lately we're running out of time, aren't we? Smoking, often, and calling out our guilty pleasures, Let's...

words & music by jason mraz I remember when we used to walk together Used to talk together, go to the park together In all kinds of weather we would share This common pleasure with most of human kinds It was a...

words & music by jason mraz Crazy, now whatХcha doing? Just the same, well I think IХm right Crazy how fast youХre moving As our friendship pays for your lonely night This is a conversation with myself...

I'm sippin' coffee at a quarter to two I wake and I'm dialin' and my mind's runnin' to you No wonder I'm a one woman man She keeps my heart in a jar on the nightstand I should tell her that she couldn't be more...

I'm just a curbside prophet Got my hand in my pocket And I'm waiting for my rocket to come I'm just a curbside prophet Got my hand in my pocket And I'm waiting for my rocket, ya'll Y'see it started way back in nyc When...

*I'm just a Curbside Prophet with my hand in my pocket and I'm waiting for my rocket: to come/y'all You see it started way back in NYC When I stole my first file from the MIC At 'a West End Avenue at 63 It's a...