Когда голове нечем заняться, она ищет приключений на задницу, дабы было о чем подумать...
Вставило меня от Europe (группа такая). уыыыыыыыыыыыы!!!!!!!!!!!! И настроение охренительно такое бешенно-позитивное? с чего бы? по идее - в жизни почти трагедия, а оно!:)))) как же хорошо жииииить))))))

Особенно прет с этой песенки! каррент муд так сказать:))) в ккой-то мере...





I want to learn how to fly

I want to be respected

I want to get lucky

I want to get out of this dump

I just want to watch TV

I want to be loved

I want to be different

I want a brother and sister

Iґd just rather be forgotten

I want to save the world

I want to be understood

I want to be rich

Man, I just want to be somebody



Julieґs got the word today

She lost her job just one last pay

Life donґt come easy anymore

Still strugglinґon by herself

Got a picture of Jimmy

There on the shelf

And she looks at him and says

Why did we let it go



I know that sometimes baby

We didnґt see things eye-to-eye

But I got just one question

Did we have to say goodbye



Just like prisoners in paradise

Still far from heavenґs door

We had it all but still we

Wanted more

Now I realize that I canґt

Turn back the futureґs here

To stay but hey

Weґre just children of tomorrow

Hanginґ on to yesterday



Jimmy still recalls the night

When he took his guitar

And headed on out

To find the big time

That was his dream

He gave up his past

And made it alright

But thereґs something missinґ

In his heart tonight

Sometimes what you want

Ainґt what you need



He misses drivinґ down

To the lake at night

Holdinґ his baby

In his arms so tight

Ainґt it hard to find illusions

When youґre livinґ in a memory



Just like prisoners in paradise

So close but yet so far

There will come a time

No matter who you are

When you ask yourself

Was it right or wrong

For me to turn away but hey

Weґre just children of tomorrow

Hanginґ on to yesterday