Bethany Dillon - Beautiful
Tekst :
I was so unique
Now I feel skin deep
I count on the make-up to cover it all
Crying myself to sleep cause I cannot keep their attention
I thought I could be strong
But it s killing me
Does someone hear my cry?
I m dying for new life
[Chorus]
I want to be beautiful
Make you stand in awe
Look inside my heart,
and be amazed
I want to hear you say
Who I am is quite enough
Just want to be worthy of love
And beautiful
Sometimes I wish I was someone other than me
Fighting to make the mirror happy
Trying to find whatever is missing
Won t you help me back to glory
[Chorus]
You make me beautiful
You make me stand in awe
You step inside my heart, and I am amazed
I love to hear You say
Who I am is quite enough
You make me worthy of love and beautiful
Inne utwory
All i need I believe in you The Kingdom Be near me The way i see you Are you sure Hero Great big mystery 26 Letters A voice calling out You could be the one Come find me Something there Hallelujah Let your light shine Vagabond Tell me Waking up Why Losowe utwory
Gonna let the lightning
Tuck me into my bed
Gonna let that man
Let him into my head
I’ll see you in my dreams
Electrified and cherry red
And I’ll, meet you on the corner
Under true blue skies
Seeking cherry cola
As the bridging wine
To bring you to my lips, one more time
Kissing on the corner
I know it...
No more lonely nights I m with you
And I m holding you tight
The wasted nights you sat and dreamed of her
Coz she ain t coming back
When your days and nights get colder
You can think of me, you can imagine...
[RDW]
Minuty płyną jak stare miasto płyta
Za mało godzin w dobie i ta cisza jak pędziwiatr
Na prędkości ogarniam sytuację
Cały dzień nie dość mi czasu- komplikacje
Wczoraj melanż do późna, to późńo wstaje
Już pół dnia się wyróżniam, a twarz ma kolor dziwny
Nike pod oczami w kolorze...
San Francisco Fan
Loved a no-good gamblin man;
She drank the coffee dregs so she could fry his eggs
In a golden fryin pan.
Can-canned by command,
Of the Gold Rush Cafe clan,
She gave her man her pay; he gambled it away
Playing Chinatown fan-tan.
Once they...
Johnny, get your gun
I m not afraid to die
Johnny, get your gun
For a suicide pact tonight
Burning out with the Hollywood hopefulls
Johnny, I m not your dying star
Ultra violence
Wrapped in cellophane
Bound and gagged in the back of my car
That cardboard cut out...