John Travolta - Hoplessly devoted

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Guess mine is not the first heart broken,
My eyes are not the first to cry.
I m not the first to know there s just no getting over you.

I know I m just a fool who s willing,
To sit around and wait for you.
But baby can t you see there s nothing else for me to do
I m hopelessly devoted to you

But now there s nowhere to hide,
Since you pushed my love aside.
I m outta my head hopelessly devoted to you,
Hopelessly devoted to you,
Hopelessly devoted to you.

My head is saying fool forget him
My heart is saying don t let go
Hold on to the end, thats what I intend to do,
I m hopelessly devoted to you .

But now there s nowhere to hide,
Since you pushed my love aside.
I m outta my head hopelessly devoted to you.
Hopelessly devoted to you,
Hopelessly devoted to you

Inne utwory

  • Never gonna fall in love again
  • Moonlight lady
  • Man of my dreams
  • Summer nights
  • Tears on my pillow
  • Your the one that I want
  • Sandra Dee
  • All sptrung out on you
  • Two sleepy people
  • What would they say
  • Greased lightnin
  • We go together
  • Sandy
  • Let her in
  • Grease
  • Right time of the night
  • Losowe utwory

    Bartender (summer 2000)

    If I go
    Before I m old
    Oh, brother of mine
    Please don t forget me if I go

    Bartender, please
    Fill my glass for me
    With the wine you gave Jesus that set him free
    After three days in the ground...

    Guilty am i

    Death in front of my feet
    The path I no longer see
    The interference of yours to my so wanted solitude

    The stars rise from utter darkness
    And leads me
    It is the only course open to me
    You shadow is stuck with the enemy
    With nowhere to go
    Nowhere to hide
    Sleepless dreaming of no agony

    Unimpeachable appear you...

    Sexy back

    I’m bringing sexy back;
    them other boys don’t know how to act.
    I think it’s special, what’s behind your back?
    so turn around and I’ll pick up the slack.

    Dirty babe, you see these shackles;
    baby I’m your slave.
    I’ll let you whip me if I misbehave;
    it’s just...

    What would they say

    What would they say if we up and ran away
    From the roaring crowd
    And the worn out city faces
    Would they carry on and on
    When they found out we were gone
    Or would they let us go
    Would they tag along or would they just...

    Leave us...

    Dry kids

    We re dry kid
    theres nothing you ve got I want
    are you gonna leave ?
    so you keep it locked in
    we murder each other each day
    knowing we d never be
    crowbarred apart

    and we try
    for so long...