Glory Box
I'm so tired of playing,
Playing with this bow and arrow,
Gonna give my heart away,
Leave it to the other girls to play,
For I've been a temptress too long.
Hmm just,
Give me a reason to love you,
Give me a reason to be,
A woman,
I just wanna be a woman.
From this time, unchained,
We’re all looking at a different picture,
Through this new frame of mind,
A thousand flowers could bloom,
Move over, and give us some room.
Yeah,
Give me a reason to love you,
Give me a reason to be,
A woman,
I just want to be a woman.
So don't you stop, being a man,
Just take a little look from our side when you can,
Sow a little tenderness,
No matter if you cry.
Give me a reason to love you,
Give me a reason to be,
A woman,
It's all I wanna be is all woman.
For this is the beginning of forever and ever,
It's time to move over ,
So I want to be.
I'm so tired of playing,
Playing with this bow and arrow,
Gonna give my heart away,
Leave it to the other girls to play.
For I've been a temptress too long.
Hmm just,
Give me a reason to love you.
Mourning Air
Did I see a moment with you,
In a half lit world,
I'm frightened to believe,
But I must try
If I stumble, if I fall,
I'm reaching out in this mourning air.
Ohh.
Have I got the strength to ask,
Beyond the window,
I feel this fear alone,
Until we have,
Total honesty,
If I tremble or fall,
I'm reaching out in this mourning air
Ohh.
Should I feel the moment with you,
To softly whisper,
I crave nothing else so much,
Longing to reveal,
Total honesty,
I can feel your touch,
I'm reaching out in this mourning air
Ohh.
I'm reaching out in this mourning air
Ohh.
Did I see a moment with you,
In a half lit world,
I'm frightened to believe,
But I must try
If I stumble, if I fall,
I'm reaching out in this mourning air.
Ohh.
Have I got the strength to ask,
Beyond the window,
I feel this fear alone,
Until we have,
Total honesty,
If I tremble or fall,
I'm reaching out in this mourning air
Ohh.
Should I feel the moment with you,
To softly whisper,
I crave nothing else so much,
Longing to reveal,
Total honesty,
I can feel your touch,
I'm reaching out in this mourning air
Ohh.
I'm reaching out in this mourning air
Ohh.
Commentaires
bloup
Par malefique le 16/11/2006 à 14h48
*Maléfique adoooore Portishead*
*Maléfique bave*
appel à la révolution ...
Par jfred le 16/11/2006 à 12h31
moi j'aime bien !!!
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