A little boy me went fishing in a wooden boat Sitting there for hours in the cold Patience is a virtue til we die Then a ripple in the water caught
What am I to you and what are you to me? Are we getting better or did we used to be? What of the song we used to sing? Where are the souls we used to
It's only love It's only love Moshimo negai hitotsu dake kanau nara Kimi no soba de nemurasete donna Basho de mo ii yo, beautiful world Nayowazu kimi
Poets often use many words To say a simple thing But it takes thought and time and rhyme To make a poem sing With music and words I'll be playin' For
Furiou mo ryutosei mo sensei mo Koi ni ochireba onajiyo ne Komaku ni ataru basu doramu to kokochi yokutsu haihatto Torokeru youna B-section, B-section
Progress is methodic, meaning step by step Too much, too long, too many minds have slept As the world grows gray, throw away mass produce What are we
Mother Nature's opened up the door To lots of things I never saw before It's a lovely, lovely world since I've met you Never did see everything lookin
No matter what they say, no matter what they try It?s beautiful to I Beautiful world, a beautiful life Beautiful children all over the world Beautiful
Ogni tuo pensiero ogni singolo movimento ogni tuo silenzio ogni giorno di piu Io trovo in tutto quel che fai io vedo in tutto quel che sei la ragazza
Ogni tuo pensiero ogni singolo movimento ogni tuo silenzio ogni giorno di pi Io trovo in tutto quel che fai io vedo in tutto quel che sei la ragazza che
You have to wash with the crocodile in the river You have to swim with the sharks in the sea You have to live with the crooked politician Trush those
Warum ist die Welt so schön? Warum ist die Welt so schön? Wenn doch Tränen und Leid nie vergeh'n. Warum ist die Welt so schön? Die
I see animals and birds and flowers, Ev 'ry color, ev'ry shape and size; Moss and pebbles and a host of wonders, Gleaming ev 'ry where I aim my eyes
This is a story for blues singers baby This is a story for a ship's captain, too You never know just what's around the corner What pain or pleasure's
Beautiful world, you taught me to remember All the feelings, I lost along the way I was afraid, alone in my confusion Running and hiding 'stead of living
Saturday is shopping day and I drive my car but there's no place to park it, No respect for supermen in the supermarket. I guess there must be trouble
Saturday is shopping day-- I drive my car but there's no place to park it --no respect for superman in supermarket I guess there must be trouble but I