Johnny Hates Jazz - Autumn years

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Picking up the pieces of my life
I wonder why the hell I ever came here
A man without a future left to face
And nothing but a memory to embrace

Holding on to threads of sanity
Imagining the roads I could have taken
It fills me with a deepening sense of shame
And outside I can hear the pouring rain

There is a place
Where in my mind I escape
And there I understand the way I feel
And deep in this world of make-believe
I will spend my autumn years with you

Sitting in this grey and sunless world
I try to come to terms with guilty feelings
A man about to pay the final price
And nothing but his breath to sacrifice

There’ll be a time
When I’ll be gone from your mind
A fading ghost that soon will disappear
And deep in my would of endless pain
I must face my autumn years

I’m picking up the pieces, I’m picking up the pieces
I’m picking up the pieces, I’m picking up the pieces
Picking up the pieces of my life


Inne utwory

  • Drowning my sorrows
  • Turn back the clock
  • What other reason
  • Raindance
  • Heart of hearts
  • Crown of thorns
  • Heart of gold
  • Close to the edge
  • The last emotion
  • Shattered dreams
  • True confessions
  • Different seasons
  • Listen
  • Foolish heart
  • Losowe utwory

    Dos corazones

    Siempre quisistes ser otro más.
    ahora tu sueño es realidad
    sales a escena, eres immortal
    ahora te sientes seguro de ti.
    inventastes tu proprio amor
    tu cariño verdadero
    amor que ellos no te dierón
    amor solo tuyo
    amor solo tuyo
    amor solo tu y ya
    hablas con alguien, el esta aqui
    alguien sincero, solo para ti
    pero tu sabes que el quiere...

    Lord we come

    Halle-halle-hallelujah
    Hallelujah, Lord we come
    ...

    One love

    We are just children understand
    We re two in a million
    but precious grains of sand
    We slip through the fingers
    and dancing on the wind
    We find each other

    One you - one me
    One chance for us to live

    Jem

    Il mio nome è jem,
    sono una cantante
    bella e stravagante
    che balla il rock and roll
    e tutta elegante.
    e qualche volta lo sai
    sono esuberante
    il mio nome è jem,
    sono sempre un po frizzante,
    tenera e raggiante,...

    Up on the roof

    When this old world starts getting me down
    And people are just too much for me to take
    I climb right up to the top of the stairs
    And all my cares just drift right into space
    On the roof s the only place I know...