Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Home
I've got a little red bow. and I bought it for you. 'Cause I know you're not fair. i don't get it, oh well. and you color my skin. and the colors...
Home Again
I'm counting on a memory to get me out of here. i'm waiting for the fog around this spooky little town to clear. all this time I've spent being...
Home Is Such A Lonely Place
We're falling faster than we can fly. forgotten seconds out on Sunset Drive. and I hold on tight but not enough to hold you...
Home Is You
1. Used to be the squeak in the screen door. and the creek in the old floor. the paint peeling off the porch. (?). used to be the breeze through the...
Home Lovin' Man
The harbor lights were shining, the moon was at its high. the captain said, "Thank God we're home, we've drunk the barrels dry". the mizzen mast was...
Home Of The Brave
Since last heard I'm still Randy Moss. and I still catch a beat runnin' when its tossed. and often light green kiss my ass to...
Home This Christmas
Looking out the window. waiting for your headlights. to pull up in the driveway. it's really coming down tonight. you're scared that I won't make...
Homeless
Look at all these people lying around look at all these people being scraped. right off the ground because of too many broken homes too many...
Homesick
I see my dreams outside the door. so with your love I will support, ah. i pack my things for moving on-on, ah. twenty years we were here,..
Hometown Glory
I've been walking in the same way as I did. missing out the cracks in the pavement. and tutting my heel and strutting my feet. “Is there anything I...