Тексты песен «Wendy Bucklew»

I want to make it all better I'm wishing my hands could heal I say, "I'm right here for you" When I know I'm still someplace else Still someplace else outside Your will winded left speechless Palms out and the face that...

Out! Out damned spot I need somethign stronger I'm copping a whiskey strut Pushing the mood swing Dodging the "you always..." and "you never..." Doubts like weeds that stifle pleasures Oh, no I don't Don't do this I see...

My love is sleeping in your doorway She can't wait until you come She'll strum the moonbeams Pace the mind-sky Kiss you sprawled across her dreams She's teasing herself into a smile Tracing your body on her own Let me...

Is there a love in your life Your lucky charm Your secret vice Who touches you in all the right places One who takes their time One who takes your breath And sends you up, up, up, up high? I know I know the feeling well...

I would never startle the fawn with my eager affection Overstay my welcome Die for attention But my heart might I would never spill a drop Or dance with two left feet And I would never lose my temper Or forfeit a good...

Heave Ho on the count of three I'm gonna get you out On account of me I gotta get you out Heave Ho! I ain't no damsel in distress You ain't no prince And I sure as hell ain't no princess You can play the victim Do...

I would never startle the fawn With my eager affection Overstay my welcome Die for attention But my heart might I would never spill a drop Or dance with two left feet And I would never lose my temper Or forfeit a good...

He's got one hand on the steering wheel The other's playing in the wind And he turns up that song he used to love But was always embarrassed to admit And he sings out loud and clear But only out here. He's passing up...

I will watch I will watch this flame Dance in my denial guard the dream I believe I believe in this Ghost of a chance I believe I was lucky in love I was skipping in public Idiot-in-the-know spoiled then taught the...

Twisted apple stems Plucked flower petals Filled wishing wells Blew out all the candles Wishing we'd come true I asked Sydney Omar Bazooka Joe Hell, I can't go wrong Consider the source Wishing we'd come true Wishing...