mardi 15 juillet 2025

One in the morning there and she was awake and at the window

 

Kissing the orange sun.


Good morning


Cars






Love is a battlefield




Young girl


Young girl Get out of my mind My love for you is way out of line Better run, girl You're much too young, girl With all the charms of a woman You've kept the secret of your youth You led me to believe you're old enough To give me Love And now it hurts to know the truth Whoa, oh, oh, young girl Get out of my mind My love for you is way out of line Better run, girl You're much too young, girl Beneath your perfume and make-up You're just a baby in disguise And though you know that it's wrong to be Alone with me That come on look is in your eyes Whoa, oh, oh, young girl Get out of my mind My love for you is way out of line Better run, girl You're much too young, girl So hurry home to your mama I'm sure she wonders where you are Get out of here before I have the time To change my mind 'Cause I'm afraid we'll go too far Whoa, oh, oh, young girl Get out of my mind My love for you is way out of line Better run, girl You're much too young, girl Young girl Get out of my mind My love for you is way out of line Better run, girl You're much too young, girl Young girl Get out of my mind 



My love for you


O meu Amor por ti







Young Hearts


Try to make it last, nothing you can do In a photograph The innocence you left behind Is staring back at you Whoa, oh, young hearts beat fast Driving down the road Rubber, plastic, metal, glass Why did you have to go? Young hearts die young When they're all alone And there's no turning back now There's no turning back There's no turning back Knowing where you're bound It's coming in to you Then you turn around The innocence you thought you'd lost Has now caught up to you Whoa, oh, young hearts beat fast Driving down the road Rubber, plastic, metal, glass Why did you have to go? Young hearts die young When they're all alone And there's no turning back now, ah, ah, ah Young hearts beat fast Driving down the road Rubber, plastic, metal, glass Why did you have to go? Young hearts die young When they're all alone And there's no turning back now Time enough to live Never time to die All you had to give Taken by the one you loved And given to a lie, why? Young hearts beat fast Driving down the road Rubber, plastic, metal, glass Why did you have to go? Young hearts die young When they're all alone And there's no turning back now, ah, ah, oh Young hearts beat fast Driving down the road Rubber, plastic, metal, glass Why did you have to go? Young hearts die young When they're all alone And there's no turning back now, ah, ah, oh Young hearts beat fast Driving down the road Rubber, plastic, metal, glass Why did you have to go?





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