Laulunsanoja:
Joel

Bobby's driving through the city tonight- Through the lights- In a hot new rent-a-car. He joins the lover in his heavy machine- It's a scene down

Come out, Virginia- Don't let me wait. You Catholic girls start much too late. Ah! But sooner or later it comes down to fate. I might as well will

Oh, oh, oh For the longest time Oh, oh, oh For the longest time If you said goodbye to me tonight There would still be music left to write What else could

There's a place in the world for the angry young man With his working class ties and his radical plans He refuses to bend, he refuses to crawl and

She's got a way about her I don't know what it is, but I know that I can't live without her She's got a way of pleasin' I don't know why it is, but there

Now we take our time, so nonchalant And spend our nights so bon vivant We dress our days in silken robes The money comes The money goes We know it's all

I don't believe in first impressions For just this once I hope that looks don't deceive I ain't got time for true confessions I've got to make the move

A bottle of white, a bottle of red Perhaps a bottle of rose instead We'll get a table near the street In our old familiar place You and I,face to

I've tried so hard To reflect their hearts And show them that I'm stronger I swear on my ambition This is the closure Of a brother, to his mother