Counting blue cars Dishwalla

said, "Tell me all your thoughts on God?"

Counting Blue Cars Dishwalla

children often do He said, "Tell me all your thoughts on God?

Counting Blue Cars (Tell Me All Your Thoughts On God) Dishwalla

Must have been mid afternoon I could tell by how far the child's shadow stretched out He walked with a purpose In his sneakers down the street He had many questions Like children often do He said Tell

Find Your Way Back Home Dishwalla

Find Your Way Home (Dishwalla) American Pie OST There used to be a time When you`re the only one That you could see You built a wall to keep you free You saw it all so perfectly You divided everything

Only For So Long Dishwalla

How many times has this gone on?

Alive Dishwalla

Give up on this war Lay your bullets down What are we fighting for? Does it matter now? Are we killing in the name of love? I can't remember why Are we loving that we've given up?

Blue Tip Cars

You believe in anything They tell you how to think The simpletons all circle In the raging roller rink I'm trading in the alley I'm booking up a storm Forget about reality Cause nothing is the

Home Dishwalla

Home I'm so sick and tired of all these things that drag me down I've got no where to go they say that life is in these hands you give everything you give yourself away you give and still you

Every Little Thing Dishwalla

Let me in to see you in the morning light to get me on and all along the tears they come see all come I want you to believe in life but I get the strangest feeling that you've gone away will you

Once In A While Dishwalla

When you close your eyes Do you like what you see Inside your mind Do you like to dream about the stars above Once in a while Don't go to the other side, for nothing at all Better make it worth

Policy Of Truth Dishwalla

You had something to hide Should have hidden it, shouldn't you Now you're not satisfied With what you're being put through It's just time to pay the price For not listening to advice And deciding in your

The Feeder Dishwalla

I feel your fame Fill your pocket And I've tried to hock it I fly the friendly skies Meeting strangers And my hands pass through many You will believe I won't deceive you Too late cause it's

The Feeder Dishwalla

THE FEEDER I feel your fame Fill your pocket And I've tried to hock it I fly the friendly skies Meeting strangers And my hands pass through many You will believe I won't deceive you Too

Life For Sale Dishwalla

You say you've come alone You know I don't believe you Knowing your lies Your motives come around You say I'm all alone And I don't have a place to call home I got lost along the way My life is for sale

Opaline Dishwalla

Opaline by Dishwalla summer dies here and so could I somewhere underneath where the ground is made of stars and everything unclean your opaline is everything I see your opaline brings me to my knees

Give Dishwalla

Idle my emptiness and it keeps returning to remind me That I want to remain A child with you forever And hear as you lay before me You tease me and tell me to stay But what would you give What would

Far Away Dishwalla

Just the other day, I was looking for myself again Trying to put back all the pieces, back to the way they were Sometimes it\'s not so easy, when you have so many voices tell you what to do I think

Charlie Brown's Parents Dishwalla

I can't hear what you're saying What you're doing to me It would take the jaws of life to pry open your words so pry open your words I don't want to talk about Elvis No I don't want to go on pretending

Charlie Brown's Parents DISHWALLA

I Can't hear what you're saying What you're doing to me Can't you see it would Take the jaws of life to pry open your words So pry open your words~ I don't want to talk about

Coral Sky Dishwalla

Summertime, it's been almost a year since Coral Sky All the time, I could tell that you were just untouchable So I left alone (said I had to go) Made it like I didn't care Hey, don't let the sun go down

Blue Tip The Cars

"You believe in anything They tell you how to think The simpletons all circle In the raging roller rink I'm trading in the alley I'm booking up a storm Forget about reality 'Cause nothing is the norm

It's Going To Take Some Time Dishwalla

It's going to take some time this time To get myself in shape I really fell out of line this time I really missed the gate The birds on the telephone like Are cryin' out to me And I won't be so blind next

Moisture Dishwalla

Let it out let me pull the shades mix it up make it lemonade I've no intention of living this way No intention of living...

Winter Sun Dishwalla

I could hear you fall, I could feel your body through the floor, And all I see is the red of your blood for the first time As i hold you there, As i rush your pale life through the door, I feel the heat

When Morning Comes Dishwalla

feel the burn feel the demons come to mix fill the street with madness - don't lay your hands and lesions over me fall instead where midnight dies and morning comes feel it here the silence there's

Above The Wreckage Dishwalla

Watch her rise above the wreckage See her fly through glass See the world spin 'round again (again, again, again) And don't waste your beautiful, your beautiful life Don't waste your beautiful, your beautiful

All She Can See Dishwalla

I have never known such pure madness And for her it's all she can see I have never known such pure madness And for her it's all she can see How she laid low laid low on the floor How she yelled

40 Stories Dishwalla

This life is, harder, so much harder You say that life has so much weight it wears you down Higher, your so much higher 40 stories high is such a long way down You can run - run into the middle Or you

Miss Emma Peel Dishwalla

I come home late at night On the floor to turn you on I check for tint and Technicolor After you there is no other Your brown hair is my connection Connects my resurrection And everyone else is

Bleeding Out Dishwalla

To see the life you give is not in vain and not forgotten To feel it all.... i feel it burn in time I give it all.... and still i feel denied Now that i am bleeding out I pray for something Now that i

Surrender The Crown Dishwalla

Stay with me so far away The world is beyond our reach Brighten me with a thousand suns Love me when I am wrong Stay with me Love me like a mistress sun And I won't let you down Broken by the moment now

Black And Blue Counting Crows

Fading everything to black and blue You look a lot like you Shatter in the blink of an eye You keep sailing right on through Every time you say you're learning You just look a lot like me Pale under the

Haze Dishwalla

Untie The hands that bind your mind And be nice She put a gun against her ear Inside Against a gin and tonic sky She's a star She finds a place to lose her pain Caged as she waits inside Hate

Cars And Girls Prefab Sprout

But look at us now, quit driving, some things hurt more much more than cars and girls. Just look at us now, start counting, what adds up the way it did when we were young ?

a murder of one Counting Crows

Blue morning Blue morning Wrapped in strands of fist and bone Curiosity, Kitten, doesn't have to mean you're on your own Your can look outside your window He doesn't have to know We can talk awhile

Murder Of One Counting Crows

Blue morning Blue morning Wrapped in strands of fist and bone Curiosity, Kitten, doesn't have to mean you're on your own Your can look outside your window He doesn't have to know We can talk awhile, baby

Ease The Moment Dishwalla

we run with a demon's lie But sometimes they break And sometimes the angels Keep us safe from drowning So find a reason to live Silence, love is in reach They say that my love is I won't go away And all

Somewhere In The Middle Dishwalla

I was out the other day and I saw you in your big black car and I was waving as you were passing cause I know who you are you had this look that of an angel it was such a bad disguise did you think

Collide Dishwalla

I could tell that you'd left. It's a shame what we've become, When we hurt the ones we love. It's a place I can not go, Anymore. When we collide we lose ourselves.

Explode Dishwalla

Bouncing and pounding My head the backboard I need release to let it flow And I was ready Really ready I was ready to explode Oh wasted time Oh wasted time Wasted time wasted time Wasted time All

Pretty Babies Dishwalla

Everything about the world is sex And it's a message of popular culture Telling all our children how to do it right And all through their innocence you may ask yourself why? why the need?

Angels or Devils Dishwalla

this is the last time that I'm ever gonna come here tonight this is the last time - I will fall into a place that fails us all - inside I can see the pain in you I can see the love in you but

Have You Seen Me Lately? - (Storytellers) (Live Version (VH1-Storytellers)) Counting Crows

Have you seen me lately? I was out on the radio starting to change Somewhere out in america, its raining Could you tell me one thing you remember about me And have you seen me lately?

Counting Sheep Sarah Blasko

If it's all the same to you, I've decided that I'm lacking proof A basic thread of unbelief could unravel your attempt at truth You could blame it on her, you could pin it on him - that'd be a lie

Thoughts Michael Carreon

be your friend than your nothin at all thats why i cant tell you how i really feel i dont wanna risk it all my thoughts will remain thoughts I seen you at the top and i seen you at the bottom

Freshman Thoughts Meneguar

There's a house somewhere you'll never see with your picture hanging up inside follow the farce where ever it takes you see if it gets you to that house so picked through and panicked you spent hours counting

Untitled (Love Song) Counting Crows

If tonight’s the night then today’s my day That I should hang it all on display. Yours was just a losers game And I decided that I should play.

perfect blue buildings Counting Crows

Just down the street from your hotel, baby I stay at home with my disease And ain't this position familiar, darling Well, all monkeys do what they see Help me stay awake, I'm falling...

1492 Counting Crows

they all wanna sleep with me Oh, where do we disappear?

FIRST HELLO GRANT KNOCHE

Staring at my ceiling Convince myself it’s nothing Pray to god to fix me Feeling guilty having thoughts at 12 years old Is momma gonna like this i’m risking her of grandkids 7 years of fighting And i don