Webb2 apr. 2024 · I can feel it in my chest straight burning I can feel it in my chest that you changed me Now brain is twenty-four seven working I feel myself slipping away Like a ghost, I′m starting to fade The memories that once were clear Are now becoming hazy and unclear Even If you stayed by me I couldn't make you happy But now I'm unhappy … WebbI remember the water The choir singing old hymns There was a peace in the valley Oh, as the preacher man, he said: In the name of the Father The name of the Son The name of the Spirit You're washed by the blood And buried with Christ Raised in new life Baptized I can still hear the sermon All the people, said "Amen" There was a gift of salvation
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WebbBlackmore's Night - I still remember lyrics Colors seem to fade to grey in the wake of yesterday ... You looked into my eyes You had me ... hypnotized And I can still remember you I had a dream of you Dionne Bromfield - Remember our love lyrics you still remember our love? Do you still remember our love? Webb2 apr. 2024 · I can feel it in my chest straight burning I can feel it in my chest that you changed me Now brain is twenty-four seven working I feel myself slipping away Like a … henkemeyer painting
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WebbI can still recall our last summer I still see it all Walks along the Seine Laughing in the rain Our last summer Memories that remain We made our way along the river And we sat down in the grass By the Eiffel tower I was so happy we had met It was the age of no regret Oh yes Those crazy years That was the time of the flower power WebbI can still remember how that music used to make me smile And I knew that if I had my chance I could make those people dance And maybe they'd be happy for a while Did you write the book of love And do you have faith in God above If the Bible tells you so Now do you believe in Rock 'n' roll And can music save your mortal soul WebbEvery park bench screams your name. I kept your tie. I've gone wherever you wanted. (I still remember) And on that teachers' training day. We wrote our names on every train. Laughed at the people off to work. So monochrome and so lukewarm. And I can see our days are becoming nights. henkenjohann gmbh