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Well look-a here baby
You ve been playin up to me
But, we both know that it just can t be
You told me that you loved me
But now I can see
That s a-where you told an f-i-b (Rock!)

Well now givin me that sweet talk
A-changed my mind
Cause I just found you out in the nick of time
You told me that you wanted me to be your turtle dove
But I can t make it offa promises of love
That s where you lied, that s a-where, that s a-where you lied
That s where you lied, that s a-where, that s a-where you lied
Livin offa promises ain t for me
Cause that s where you told an f-i-b
(Rock Cliff, go)

That s where you lied, that s a-where, that s a-where you lied
That s where you lied, that s a-where, that s a-where you lied
A-livin offa promises ain t for me
That s where you told an f-i-b
(Rock it)

Well look-a here baby
You ve been playin up to me
But, we both know that it just can t be
You told me that you loved me
But now I can see
That s where you told an f-i-b

Well now givin me that sweet talk
A-changed my mind
Cause I just found you out in the nick of time
You told me that you wanted me to be your turtle dove
But I can t make it offa promises of love
That s where you lied, that s a-where, that s a-where you lied
That s where you lied, that s a-where, that s a-where you lied
A-livin offa promises ain t for me
Cause that s where you told an f-i-b
You told a fib, you told a fib, you told an f-i-b
You told a fib, you told a fib, you told an f-i-b
You told a fib, you told a fib, you told an f-i-b
You told a fib, you told a fib, you told an f-i-b

I ve never walked this path before, I have never felt so cold.
I ve always wanted to lose control if I m forced to believe to
One.
Looking through these lost eyes, I yearn to lose myself,
Give me Your weakness, so I couln t go on.

Last...

You´ve got it all
Six seven times
You´ve got it all
Makes me feel so fine

It´s typical of you
Standing out in the pouring rain
It´s typical of you
Looking like you do
And the day I´ll catch your eye
Could another chance come by
I should really...

Pan śpiewak, świat widzi ponuro:
Wciąż tylko o stosach i grobach;
Pan wiesza, poddaje torturom,
Głos pana to wieczna żałoba,
Że trwają - pan za złe ma murom,
A mnie się to życie podoba!

- Proszę pani, ja życie lubię
W jego prawdzie i w jego złudzie;
Ale człowiek...

It´s a dreadful situation what has happen on creation/
see mankind is heading to distruction/
we must make a stand rise and make a change/ before we wipe away the humans on this earth/ if man would abide by rule/
knowledge is the strenght and you need...

Walking the narrow line
Between the dark and light
It seems you spend your time
Running away from the past

All of your bridges burned
The hard ways the way you ve learned
Are you sure the tide won t turn
Before it s too late to go back

Let...