Moby - Someone to love

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I was cold and wet
Like no-one else
It came in now, a professional
Oh, it s over
Oh, it s over
Oh, it s over now
Well I, fall in a sleep and I let go
Make me a being without a soul
Somebody live my life I ve got to know what dead men know
Someone to love
Someone to love
Someone to love
Someone to love
I was on my knees
In front of her
When I feel like going down I know it s everywhere
Oh, it s over
Oh, it s over
Oh, it s over now
You make me another hell
I can t live but I m no-one else
Somebody live my life I ve got to know what dead men know
Someone to love
Someone to love
Someone to love
Someone to love
Like I said before
It s over again
And no-one left but me and
And no-one lifted me no
Someone to love
Someone to love
Someone to love
Someone to love
Someone to love
Someone to love
Someone to love
Someone to love

Inne utwory

  • All that i need is to be loved
  • My love will never die
  • In my life
  • Soul To Love
  • Face it
  • I like it
  • Sunday
  • What love
  • Whispering wind
  • Honey
  • Beautiful
  • Natural blues
  • Landing
  • Spiders
  • New York, New York
  • We are all made of stars
  • Losowe utwory

    Ballerina Valerie

    Down in the garden
    Under a leaf, she was smoking her keef
    And she was looking at stardom
    Everything s bright as she draws on the pipe
    And the bowl glows redder
    And things look better

    Mars is a ruby
    Saturn is sapphire, it burns with a blue fire

    Mine all mine

    It s killing me. It s driving me
    These suicidal tendencies inside of me
    Can t take the pain it s all to much
    If I set you free, then you re free to love
    But not another man can look in your eyes
    You know there s only me who satisfies
    There s not another...

    Byłaś serca biciem

    Byłaś serca biciem,
    wiosną, zimą, życiem,
    marzeń moich echem,
    winem, wiatrem, śmiechem

    ostatnio słońca mniej, ostatnio noce bardziej ciemne
    już nawet księżyc drań o tobie nie chce gadać ze mną
    w kieszeni grosze dwa, w kieszeni na dwa szczęścia grosze
    w tym jednak losu żart, że ja obydwa grosze...

    Soul To Love

    OF THE SOUND OF LOVE MELODY
    OF THE SOUND OF LOVE MELODY

    IS THE SOUL TO LOVE
    IS THE SOUL TO LOVE
    IS THE SOUL TO LOVE
    IS THE SOUL TO LOVE

    OF THE SOUND OF LOVE MELODY
    OF THE SOUND...

    Born to run

    The quiet sadness of the people of the North
    Echoes silently around the cold grey places
    Ecstasies undared
    Tremble upon the edge of the tightly, respectably unfulfilled
    Who drink to excess in order to forget what never happened
    Brave faces
    Well dressed ordered minds...