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King and Queen
02:55
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We couldn't be, King and Queen, for no one would believe.
On our noble steeds we rode.
Our dressed in royal robes.
Crown resting on my ears.
Tiera circling your hair.
Jewels on all our fingers.
The Kingdom's best singers.
We couldn't be, King and Queen, for no one would believe.
Not at the royal ball
Nor in the royal hall.
Not with a commanding voice.
Not if we gave 'em a choice.
We couldn't be, King and Queen, for we're too young you see.
So I guess I will accept me, as your Prince, and you,
my princess Mary Bee
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Five Years On
01:53
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Five years on I still love you girl. Listen to my story now. Tale of a bar patron and a bar keep, that's how our lovers learned to fall deep, into each other's arms and it goes on and on. Lover we don't know the things we would regret, if we never loved, if we never met, and it goes on and on, on and on, on and on.
Five years on I still love you girl. And this story goes on to show, two people who will get to grow, into each other's hearts, and it goes on and on. Lover we don't know the things we would regret, if we never loved, if we never met, into each other's arms and we go on and on.
And on and on I still love you girl. On and on I still love you girl.
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Be still the heart beating inside me.
Behind the glass in a lucid dream.
A shallow breath escapes me.
No words to speak
A kind of telepathy.
I am all at once in love with what I see.
The moon can steal the romance from the rain,
but not on the night I first kissed your lips.
Tears the rain drops make when they fall from your brow.
I never noticed that at all until now.
Five years on I'm still in love with this dream.
On and on I'm still in love with this dream.
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One Year On
01:37
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One year on and I still love you, Two years on..., 3, 4, 5, on and on
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essere ancora il cuore
battendo dentro di me
dietro il vetro
in un sogno lucido
niente parole per parlare
una specie di telepatia
Sono tutto in una volta
innamorato di ciò che vedo
la luna può rubare la storia d'amore dalla pioggia
ma non la notte ho baciato per la prima volta le tue labbra
lacrime che la pioggia fa quando cadono dalla tua fronte
Non l'ho mai notato fino ad ora
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David Air Los Angeles, California
SAG-AFTRA Actor and musician based either on the East or West Coast depending on what pandemic it is. Lover of fine 60's pop.
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