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Rosie whatcha doing in this low class joint,
dancing in the dark all day
You used to be the darling of your high school scene
Now you put your love on display
Sweaty hands hand you up a dollar bill.
Hungry eyes never seem to get their fill
I used to watch you walking down the hall.
Rosie do you see me when you hear them call your name.

Another change of season
slipping through my life
I can't recall believing
that I'd make it here alive

Steady wind is blowing
the clouds don't look the same
You can't deny a thunder

When I look at you
You're beautiful
There comes a time in someones life
When you find the things that matter

And every time we touch
The love runs deep
We realize its ours to keep

Growing up today
There's many mountains you must climb
You're not the only one
'Cause everybody's on that line
Hey mister know it all
What do you recommend
You think you know the answers
But the questions never end

Woke up in a cold sweat
In the middle of the night
Seems like a lifetime
When you're wondering who's wrong or right
One confession would resurrect the truth
Revenge or forgiveness for sins between me and you

Now we dance with the devil down lonely

There's a danger of getting so close to you.
There comes a time, when the walls fade away,
And when love turns to bitter blue,
Sometimes it feels like it's hard to stay.

Last night we went to bed angry,
We didn't mean what we said.
Seems we never get past forgiveness,

We come from the islands and burrows
We grew up on these streets round here
Me and My Brothers
Pat and Danny
Been putting out fires for years

Our old man and his father before him
Rode out when the siren screamed

I got your picture on my phone
Your voice in my head
I'm lying here alone
Restless in a faraway bed
The stars are falling down
And I'm a half a world away
I'm just trying to close the distance
To feel each breath you take

"Father Time is a personification of time. He is usually depicted as an elderly bearded man, dressed in a robe, carrying a scythe and an hourglass or other timekeeping device". (Wikipedia)

Father time
I couldn't make her wanna stay
I couldn't seem to find the words to say
Now I have to live in yesterday
Father time

It's amazing
We go through changes
When times get crazy
It's up and down
It's hot and cold
These complications
Just keep on coming
There ain't no running

The old man down on the corner
Is drowning in his pain
I can see the sorrow in his eyes
His tears, they leave a stain
The streets have left him broken
He's in the final phase
It's been a long hard road
From his glory days

If God was a woman
with long blond hair
would you kneel at her altar
and offer her prayer
could she be your addiction
could she make you sin
If God was a woman
and you were her man

It's hard to remember a time
When I didn't have you, when I didn't have nothing but a cold bed to come to at
night
That was all I knew, until there was you
And then you took my world and turned it all around
I couldn't live without you now
Chorus:
Baby, if I can't have your love

текст песни  Richie Sambora - Made In America

Made in America
Nineten fifteen nine
Born down by the factories
Cross the Jersey City line
Raised on radio

Let me tell you a story.
Aboutbody and blood.
There's a fire below.
Deep in the river of love.
Hey pretty maman i'm just trying to be polite.
I wanna make you feel the rhythm of the river tonight.
And when the story is over.
You'll be satisfied.

Another change of season
Slippin' through my life
I can't recall believing
That I'd make it here alive
Steady wind is blowing
The clouds don't look the same
You can't deny the thunder
When you're living

I got the 14th text on the phone,
You're in a desperate situation,
'Cause you don't wanna be alone,
Hey, you're turnin' me off,
Better hear what I say,
I said I won't be the part of your broken-hearted cliche,

(Na na na na, na na na)

Если ты уйдешь, дверь закроешь,
Нет надежды на людей мне уж более...
Слышишь ты мою печаль – лежа на полу,
Может пьяный я или вовсе умер, там в углу.

Я ослепший, я ослепший … Мир – потемки…
Слепец плачет, Боже… Жизнь – обломки…

World, you open up your eyes
Another song we write
And you begin to tell your story

World, what would you tell us first
When you find the words
Are you afraid, that we might listen
Seems we're always trying to slow you down

You never really know
You never really know
You make your plan so carefully
But it burns out of control

You never really see
Though you never really see
Something hiding in the shadows

You never really know
You never really know
You make your plan so carefully
But it burns out of control

You never really see
Though you never really see
Something hiding in the shadows