Тексты песен «Nerina Pallot»

Oh the lights here are beautiful Strung like chandeliers in the rain But, in the face of my past misdemeanours I can't go there again.... So come on and save me from the height of bad behaviour I've got a taste for the...

Oh the lights here are beautiful Strung like chandeliers in the rain But, in the face of my past misdemeanors I can't go there again.... So come on and save me from the height of bad behavior I've got a taste for the...

Brother won't you look at the sky There's something burning so bright And what it is I can't see But I think it's coming at me. Did you get here in a rocket And did you journey through space? Did your mother never...

Hey was there something that you wanted to say? I don't know what to do when you look that way, Cigarettes and tequila at 6, And the sung oing down on our life as it is, In the blue light oh, your face, it...

Tinkerbell, my winged friend, I think we got it wrong. No fairy tale or happy ending, just prehistoric songs. A crystal in my baby's eyes, I want what I can't love So now i've learnt how to despise, I think i've learnt...

I got my eye on you, I'll let you kiss the room While you lick your lips in anticipation - You watch bite my tongue, Keep me hanging oooo-on That's a you roll in my imagination Ye-ye-yeah I want you to move closer A...

Love is the one thing to rely on And as long as we all have today, we'll be okay. Six o'clock, so you feed the kids And you pack them off to school Take a drive through your secret life It's a mystery to you. It's not...

Years ago, you said to me, "I think I'm losing the fight, Or the fight's losing me, I'm not certain," And here we are-the closing scenes, And all the house lights come up, Oh, the falling of our final curtain... I've...

Venus loved Dapne and so did Apollo So why can't I make myself like a tree? Why must I burn daily and nightly When nobody's running - well not after me. Must I wait, must I pray. For something good to come my way? Oh...

Dear Frustrated Superstar, your mother's waiting in the car To whisk you off to your new premiere And all the friends who knew your name Are waiting, wondering what became Of the girl that they once knew but never loved...

I've got a friend he's a pure bred killing machine. He said he's waited his whole damn life for this I knew him well when he was 17, now he's a man who'll be dead by Christmas and [Bridge] So, everybody's gone to war...

In the race to get out of this place, I am checking my face in the back of a spoon, You're accusing, you say I'm not here, but I'm here, yes I'm here, yes, I'm not on the moon, But I'm leaving so soon, So don't presume...

Hallelujah, And all the rest he's got the tv on While he's making love to himself And in the corner of the darkness A spider climbs the wall - Back into darkness The dark is the birthplace of a soul, of a soul 'Cause I...

God is good, I never understood All the darkness in his soul. And God made man, the only way he can, But for a heart he left a hole.. And it's killing you And it's killing me too Are we failing the truth? I'm betting...

I've got a quarter in my pocket of an apple left to eat: It's a wonder that I'm standing on my own two feet. In the shadow of a thousand veiled Victorian goodbyes Jewels of litter come to greet me, and it stings my...

Absolutely everything from unicorns to animals Or fifty billion seven thousand subatomic particles Are rubbing up together, our chemicals colliding As the scientist would say, oh, I really like you We don't need to...

In a little while, People and places will be so far behind, Out of my body, In a little while, I will play aces, And raise my glass in an act of defiance. Until then, I'll scream until I'm hollow, I'll carve it in my...

Worry trouble and pain Those old familiar foes Come to call again on the doorstep cap in thier hands you've emptied all your pockets just to pay the man One day, one day we'll forget this all one day Just for now...

In the back of a car on a road in the dark, In the stillicide, silently falling snow, I have packed everything that I own in a bag, And I'm driving, I'm driving to Idaho, A poem for leaving, a reason to go, So I'm...

Well it could have been a Sunday Or it could have been the next day Or it could have been any day at all And it could have been a good day Or a very very bad day When you made your grand arrival, I can recall But if I...