Stevie Nicks Lyrics
Stevie Nicks Lyrics
"Edge of Seventeen Lyrics"
This Strange Effect Lyrics
( Hooverphonic ) You've got this strange effect on me And I like it You've got this strange effect on me And I like it You make my world in white You make my darkness bright, oh yes You've got this strange effect on me And I like it And I like the way you kiss me Don't know if I should But this feelin
( Hooverphonic ) You've got this strange effect on me And I like it You've got this strange effect on me And I like it You make my world in white You make my darkness bright, oh yes You've got this strange effect on me And I like it And I like the way you kiss me Don't know if I should But this feelin
Just like the white winged dove...
Sings a song...
Sounds like she's singing...
Whoo... whoo... whoo...
Just like the white winged dove...
Sings a song...
Sounds like she's singing...
Ooo baby... ooo... said ooo
And the days go by...
Like a strand in the wind...
In the web that is my own...
I begin again
Said to my friend, baby...
Nothin' else mattered
He was no more... than a baby then
Well he... seemed broken hearted...
Something within him
But the moment... that I first laid...
Eyes... on... him... all alone...
On the edge of... seventeen
Just like the white winged dove...
Sings a song...
Sounds like she's singing...
ooo baby...
Running Gun Blues Lyrics
I count the corpses on my left, I find I'm not so tidy So I better get away, better make it today I've cut twenty-three down since Friday But I can't control it, my face is drawn My instinct still emotes it I slash them cold, I kill them dead I broke the gooks, I cracked their heads I'll bomb them out from under the beds But now I'v
ooo... said ooo...I count the corpses on my left, I find I'm not so tidy So I better get away, better make it today I've cut twenty-three down since Friday But I can't control it, my face is drawn My instinct still emotes it I slash them cold, I kill them dead I broke the gooks, I cracked their heads I'll bomb them out from under the beds But now I'v
Just like the white winged dove...
Sings a song...
Sounds like she's singing...
Said Ooo baby... ooo... said ooo
Well I went today... maybe I will go again...
Tomorrow
Yea yea well the music there well it was hauntingly...
Familiar
Well I see you doing...
What I try to do for me
With the words from a poet...
And a voice from a choir
And a melody... nothing else mattered
Just like the white winged dove...
Sings a song...
Sounds like she's singing...
ooo baby... ooo... said ooo
Just like the white winged dove...
Sings a song...
Sounds like she's singing...
Ooo baby... ooo... said ooo
The clouds... never expect it...
When
On Any Other Day Lyrics
Written by Stewart Copeland The other ones are complete bullshit You want something corny? You got it There's a house on my street And it looks real neat I'm the chap who lives in it There's a tree on the sidewalk There's a car by the door I'll go for a drive in it And when the wombat comes He will find me gone
it rainsWritten by Stewart Copeland The other ones are complete bullshit You want something corny? You got it There's a house on my street And it looks real neat I'm the chap who lives in it There's a tree on the sidewalk There's a car by the door I'll go for a drive in it And when the wombat comes He will find me gone
But the sea changes color...
But the sea...
Does not change
And so... with the slow... graceful flow...
Of age
I went forth... with an age old...
Desire... to please
On the edge of... seventeen
Oooooooooaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh.
Just like the white winged dove...
Sings a song...
Sounds like she's singing...
Ooo baby... ooo... said ooo
Just like the white winged dove...
Sings a song...
Sounds like she's singing...
Ooo baby... ooo... said ooo
Well then suddenly...
There was no one... left standing
In the hall... yeah yeah...
In a flood of tears
That no one really ever heard fall at all
Well I went searchin' for an answer...
Up the
Broken Lyrics
i'm broken, fix me or "86" me i've lost more than i ever knew i had felt this before, but it never hurt so bad i'm broken, out of control how much can i hate? let me count the ways bend until i break i can't stand me or understand me wish i was crazy wish i was stupid or sorry... sorry how much can i hate? let me count the ways bend until i break i'm broken,
stairs... and down the halli'm broken, fix me or "86" me i've lost more than i ever knew i had felt this before, but it never hurt so bad i'm broken, out of control how much can i hate? let me count the ways bend until i break i can't stand me or understand me wish i was crazy wish i was stupid or sorry... sorry how much can i hate? let me count the ways bend until i break i'm broken,
Not to find an answer...
Just to hear the call
Of a nightbird... singing...
Come away...
Just like the white winged dove...
Sings a song
Sounds like she's singing...
Ooo... baby ooo... said ooo
Just like the white winged dove...
Sings a song...
Sounds like she's singing...
Ooo... baby ooo... said ooo
Well I hear you in the morning...
And I hear you...
At nightfall...
Sometimes to be near you...
Is to be unable... to hear you...
My love...
I'm a few years older than you...
My love
Just like the white winged dove...
Sings a song...
Sounds like she's singing...
Ooo baby... ooo... said ooo