Joni Mitchell - Conversation
Tekst :
He comes for conversation
I comfort him sometimes
Comfort and consultation
He knows that s what he ll find
I bring him grapes and cheeses
He brings me songs to play
He sees me when he pleases
I see him in cafes
And I only say, hello
And turn away before his lady knows
How much I want to see him
She removes him, like a ring
To wash her hands
She only brings him out to show her friends
I want to free him.
Secrets and sharing soda
That s how our time began
Love is a story told to a friend
It s second hand
But I ll listen to his questions
I ll give my answers when they re found
He says she keeps him guessing
I know she keeps him down
She speaks in sorry sentences
Miraculous repentances
I don t believe her
Tomorrow he will come to me
And speak his sorrow endlessly and ask me why
Why can t I leave her?
He comes for conversation
I comfort him sometimes
Comfort and consultation
He knows that s what he ll find.
Inne utwory
The dawntreader See you sometime Sweet bird Raised on robbery Down to you Ballerina Valerie Comes love The same situation River The hissing of summer lawns Blue Why do fools fall in love Impossible dreamer The priest Edith & the kingpin Love The circle game Furry sings the blues Banquet Woodstock Big yellow taxi At last I had a king Borderline Free man in Paris The boho dance Twisted Snakes and ladders Cold blue steel and sweet fire How do you stop Stormy weather For the roses The gallery Losowe utwory
The days done
and the moon s up
and I m pacing the cage of my heart
I cannot stop
this aching
always leaves me
dizzy with the Need
just wanna feel someone
that s the time I wonder what it is you re doing
and I slip in your...
Never know how much I love you, never know how much I care,
When you put your arms around me I get a fever that s so hard to bear.
You give me fever when you kiss me, fever when you old me tight.
Fever in...
All witches fly to me...
I have torn the veil of dreams,
Enraptured by (the gleam of) moon-frost s caress,
My heart is held in icy thrall,
The horned moon s sweet enchantment,
The topaz throne is beckoning,
The jewelled sword awaits my grasp,
The dreaming gods now grimly brood in
The silence of atlantean spires.
The sky is...
feat. Fabolous
[Fabolous:]
Guess who
J to the Lo
F to the ab
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah
I m ain t Mr. Right, I m Mr. Right Now (Oh!)
I keep women in thongs comin along (Oh!)
Mir ist kalt, mein Weg ist leer,
diese Nacht ist grau und kalt und schwer,
sie hält mich fest
und gibt mich nicht mehr her.
Ich bin gefangen,
ich wach nicht auf
und die letzten Lichter gehn bald aus.
Ich seh mich fallen,
doch ich geb nicht auf.
Denn ich liebe dieses Leben,
ich liebe den Moment, in dem...