Michael McDonald - Holy city

Tekst :

Midnight in the holy city
Playground for restless souls
Graveyards for the sons of ft. sumpter
And the ghostly daughters
Wait for their boys to come home

Moonlight in the holy city
So thick it warms the air
Burned my heart on a sweet southern flame
Like a hug from your mama saying it will be ok

Spilt my blood, in the holy city
Seen the flood of a thousand rains
I ran away from the holy city
Heard the spirits in the steeple singing
You ll be back again

Inne utwory

  • Homeboy
  • What makes a man hold on
  • Stop look listen
  • For a child
  • Someday you will
  • All we got
  • Since i lost my baby
  • I can let go now
  • Hey girl
  • More to us than that
  • Deal with it
  • Children go where i send thee
  • Tear it up
  • One step away
  • White christmas - Winter wonderland
  • Baby i need your loving
  • Thats why
  • I heard it through the grapevine
  • Losowe utwory

    Ave Maria

    A boy on a train with a birthmark on his forehead
    Listening to language tapes and all he hear is birds
    Everyone laughs cause he brings his own chair to the office
    Convinced that the cushions will give him steadier thoughts

    The muscles of the intellectuals are atrophying
    Nobody’s running, nobody’s hiding
    They’re lit by a...

    Set my heart on fire

    Take my hand .. I will make U understand
    I´m in vain .. driving on a different lane
    I never said the truth .. about the things I did
    But I´m in love for shure .. All I want to have is you

    Baby I am here to guide...

    Awake of abuse

    Keep me awake, speak to me
    I don t ever want to sleep again
    I can see you look at the bruises
    on my arms and neck, my swollen throat

    Now at the time I m just flowing
    with the stream and I m trying
    to bring back my life

    Patience, endless rules
    brings me back and forth
    my...

    Git up, git out

    Chorus:
    Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git somethin
    Don t let the days of your life pass by
    You need to git up, git out and git somethin
    Don t spend all your time tryin to get high
    You need git...

    Let it go

    [verse:]
    I m to the point where I can t take no more your immaturity
    it adds ton fustrating like those things you say
    actin like you aint feelin me,
    your boys come around then you start thrillin me

    [chorus: 2x]...