I could start dreaming, but it never ends / As long as you’re gone, we may as well pretend / I’ve been dreaming / Straight from the heart
Baixar Mais Tocadas: Bryan Adams
I take the night train / I take an airplane / Cause you belong to me / I just wanna say
From the international version of on a day like today / I walked in – you walked out / I know right then something was up / Ya said “don’t ask me no questions – won’t tell ya no lies”
She gotta nasty reputation and a talent for sin / She’s the kinda trouble – I like to be in / I wanna be a lover – I wanna be a slave / She’s the kinda woman makes me wanna misbehave
Now you took your love from me / When I needed it most / I wanted you so desperately / Baby don’t look now cause I’m coming around
Can you lay your life down, so a stranger can live? / Can you take what you need, but take less than you give? / Could you close every day, without the glory and fame? / Could you hold your head high, when no one knows your name?
They say time is a healer, time’ll take your pain away / They say love is a teacher, teach you to get on your knees and pray / Well I got nothin’ but time, time on my hands / And I got nothin’ but love, for someone who understands
Well I hardly knew ya babyAnd you were comin’ onMama told me there’d be days like theseI shoulda known better maybeWoulda seen right through yaI needed you like a diseaseChorusI ain’t gonna cry over youYou’re a mysteryI ain’t gonna cry over youYou’re history – historyYou said you’d wait foreverBut I know your typeThe lights are on but on-one’s homeI changed my number maybeYou better change your mindCause I’d rather spend the night aloneChorusChorusI ain’t your kinda guySo forget about meCause I ain’t too shy to say what I’m thinkin’ – hit itI got reckless babyPut you in your placeNext time maybe re-arrange your face
When it’s love you give / I’ll be a man of good faith / then in love you live. / I’ll make a stand. I won’t break
The telephone’s bin ringin’Ringin’ off the wallIt’s your Las Vegas lawyerAnother long distance callHe says you get the house and the carAnd I get the clothes I got onChorusNow she’s goneLong, long, long, long goneNow I’m a happy boyShe’s long, long, long, long goneOperator get me ManhattanGet my baby on the lineSooner or later she’s gotta realizeThat all my feelin’s were for realBut maybe she was leadin’ me onChorusShe took the FrigidairShe got my favourite chairYou could say she got the best of meIt’s like a legal crimeBut in a matter of timeShe’ll be back for the rest of me