Sonderbare Worte Lyrics & Chords By H. P. Lovecraft

Whirling, twirling, swirling Past the night, your door Better than before Not blue moon any more Flying, flying, flying Drifting through the room Smelling still of you ...read more

Wheeler There's a high flying bird way up in the sky And I wonder does he looks down as he flys on by He's a riding on the air so easy in the sky Well Lord look at me here,...read more

I am a poor wayfaring stranger Travelling through this world of woe And there's no sickness, toil, no danger In that bright land to which I go I'm going there to meet my...read more

The night we met The night that I won't forget You see what I've been waiting for But, baby, I've been wrong before You held me tight And everything seemed alright I...read more

I'll burn my fingers on my coffee pot My toast is cold, my orange juice is hot I could stop over, I'd really rather not Same thing would happen again 'Cause that's the bag I'm...read more