Orange Blue - Morocco

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I dreamt I was in Morocco
Strange odours were in the air
And I was in love with a princess
With black curly hair

I dreamt I was in Morocco
And haunted was every way
The princess was abducted
And I was forced to stay

Now I m back
With no princess by my side
There ain t no cure
For my restless, lonely nights

And now I m back
With a princess on my mind
I wish I could go back in dreams
And I go on to find her

I dreamt I was in Morocco
I was searching in dark despair
Felt some people s eyes on me
But their hearts didn t care
My heart is still in Morocco
Still wounded still wandering around
Still in the princess s possession
Still keeping its ground

Inne utwory

  • The lowest point on earth
  • Can somebody tell me who i am
  • Sometimes
  • Lena
  • In love with a dream (deutsche)
  • Powered by emoticon
  • Love is made for today
  • When Julie says
  • Heaven was her name
  • Guilty
  • The voice of my blood
  • Song of liberty
  • If you believe
  • In love with a dream
  • Gotta be
  • Million years of rain
  • You are the one
  • A million years of rain
  • Losowe utwory

    Sabes bien

    Se ha declarado mi pasion como un volcan, hoy tengo ganas de volverte a devorar,
    Algo me frena y es saber que no habrá mas, quizas me mienta y necesito navegar,
    Por tus submundos frotan besos del sofá, me aprietas tanto que no puedo
    Respirar. sudo deseos, siento en el...

    Day your luck runs out

    Bout that time again
    Strange feelin in the wind
    Standin in this place
    Starin face to face
    But we don t see eye to eye
    Somehow all the blame is mine
    You re doin nothin wrong
    You say all your trust is gone

    Yeah you gotta tell me what you want...

    Bullying the jukebox

    Well i walked into the bar and i put in twenty bucks
    Because i know people taste in music sucks About four
    hours had passed, forty picks and my empty glass,
    a tasty number all dressed in black tried to rock us
    with her wack attack There was no fuss we knew her game
    you...

    Brushfire fairytales

    Brushfire fairytales
    Itsy bitsy diamond wells
    Big fat hurricanes
    Yellow bellied given names
    Well shortcuts can slow you down
    And in the end we re bound
    To rebound off of we

    Well dust off your thinking caps
    Solar powered plastic plants...

    Judas touch

    Put out the lions and close the door
    I need you more
    Than I did before
    Old Jack s been killed and buried away
    Let s hang alone
    Outside the gate
    Flames scare the lions as do their dreams
    That s the way it ll always be
    Better close the...

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