A Week And Seven Days Lyrics & Chords By The Private Life Of David Reed

Ho fiato che spinge da dentro e scaglia il mio tempo sul primo sì Che indossa i tuoi panni, mi arrendo al senso e tentenno sul primo sì Il sonno è da associare al sogno a cui vuoi...read more

I might've changed for you You gimme nothing You gimme nothing Keep waking up before noon You gimme nothing You gimme nothing I'd show you notches on my bedpost But I've...read more

She was a solid gold dancer back in '81 Snortin' whiskey, drinkin' coke and having lots of fun He liked to take her to the parties but she'd leave alone It's hard to cover up the...read more

We’ll sleep in our fears so far from the dark. We’ll harbor our thoughts so close to the light. Where rain tries to change with every breath. We’ll come down to rest these...read more

It's automatic I never really had it The love That grows in time Apophatic Cataphatic She's really not The tragic kind She's just waiting for love But she hasn't...read more