Martha Wainwright This Life歌词

Everything she sees she says she wants. Everything she wants I see she gets. That's my daughter in the water everything she owns I bought her Everything she owns. That's my daughter in the water, everything she knows I taught her. Everything she know

i stopped in statesville for you when i could've driven straight though but the call from the exit was loud and i gave in too proud to be scared by the boo i stopped in statesville for you where they tore down the high school last year and the line b

I never had it
I never wanted it
I never had your beauty mark
Nor did i have your black hair
And hazel eyes
My early childhood was not as simple
As yours set in the country
No i did not have a fear of nuns who dressed in black
But i do have your tast

Martha Miscellaneous Quicksand QUICKSAND Martha Reeves and the Vandellas Written by Holland/Dozier/Holland Oo-oo ooo ooo who-oooh! Oo-oo ooo ooo who-oooh! You're like Quicksand, quicksand Pulling me closer, closer In your arms Can't resist your lovin

The cape, the coastal path, the waves crashing, under our feet subsawning shaking cliff we climb over the rocks and scrape our skin Didn't I say I'd love you 'til the caves fall in, Didn't I say I'd love you 'til the caves fall in. Well I love you st

When I am older than these small goddamned hills And there＇s no reason for my mind to be still Oh, how I＇ll feel like a beautiful child Such a beautiful child again Such a beautiful child Such a beautiful child again When I have finally found my room

Another fight on the street below They've got things to prove Shouting threats and sending out a counter glow All they do is walk, talk, knit socks, wind clocks And crawl on their bellies like a reptile I have no idea at all I hear a sound We talk of

Carry on When the valley's deep I'll be strong With a mighty love to Carry on Never sleep til' the new day dawns There's a new breeze blowin' tonight Clear away the past Honey, free at last Yes, I've paid for the choices I've made No apologies from m

Little sister come and sit beside me, beside me And we'll play a tune on this old piano, forte Just for a while, just for a while, just for a while 'Til your hair becomes a powdered wig And I become a total bastard Feet that hardly reach the pedal Se