tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-328637602011-04-21T18:50:44.031-07:00grace stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08089917662936942902noreply@blogger.comBlogger31100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32863760.post-1156045607478024312006-08-19T20:45:00.000-07:002006-08-19T20:46:47.480-07:00<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">Can you hear the drums Fernando?<br />I remember long ago another starry night like this<br />In the firelight Fernando<br />You were humming to yourself and softly strumming your guitar<br />I could hear the distant drums<br />And sounds of bugle calls were coming from afar<br /><br />They were closer now Fernando<br />Every hour every minute seemed to last eternally<br />I was so afraid Fernando<br />We were young and full of life and none of us prepared to die<br />And I'm not ashamed to say<br />The roar of guns and cannons almost made me cry<br /><br />There was something in the air that night<br />The stars were bright, Fernando<br />They were shining there for you and me<br />For liberty, Fernando<br />Though I never thought that we could lose<br />There's no regret<br />If I had to do the same again<br />I would, my friend, Fernando<br /><br />Now we're old and grey Fernando<br />And since many years I haven't seen a rifle in your hand<br />Can you hear the drums Fernando?<br />Do you still recall the fateful night we crossed the Rio Grande?<br />I can see it in your eyes<br />How proud you were to fight for freedom in this land<br /><br />There was something in the air that night<br />The stars were bright, Fernando<br />They were shining there for you and me<br />For liberty, Fernando<br />Though I never thought that we could lose<br />There's no regret<br />If I had to do the same again<br />I would, my friend, Fernando<br /><br />There was something in the air that night<br />The stars were bright, Fernando<br />They were shining there for you and me<br />For liberty, Fernando<br />Though I never thought that we could lose<br />There's no regret<br />If I had to do the same again<br />I would, my friend, Fernando<br />Yes, if I had to do the same again<br />I would, my friend, Fernando... </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32863760-115604560747802431?l=songs-grace.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>grace stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08089917662936942902noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32863760.post-1156045465439495962006-08-19T20:41:00.000-07:002006-08-19T20:44:25.440-07:00<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">You can dance, you can jive, having the time of your life<br />See that girl, watch that scene, dig in the Dancing Queen<br /><br />Friday night and the lights are low<br />Looking out for the place to go<br />Where they play the right music, getting in the swing<br />You come in to look for a king<br />Anybody could be that guy<br />Night is young and the music's high<br />With a bit of rock music, everything is fine<br />You're in the mood for a dance<br />And when you get the chance...<br /><br />You are the Dancing Queen, young and sweet, only seventeen<br />Dancing Queen, feel the beat from the tambourine<br />You can dance, you can jive, having the time of your life<br />See that girl, watch that scene, dig in the Dancing Queen<br /><br />You're a teaser, you turn 'em on<br />Leave them burning and then you're gone<br />Looking out for another, anyone will do<br />You're in the mood for a dance<br />And when you get the chance...<br /><br />You are the Dancing Queen, young and sweet, only seventeen<br />Dancing Queen, feel the beat from the tambourine<br />You can dance, you can jive, having the time of your life<br />See that girl, watch that scene, dig in the Dancing Queen </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32863760-115604546543949596?l=songs-grace.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>grace stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08089917662936942902noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32863760.post-1156045254561285322006-08-19T20:35:00.000-07:002006-08-19T20:40:54.573-07:00<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">Story of my life</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">Searching for the right</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">But it keeps avoiding me</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">Sorrow in my soul</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">Cause it seems that wrong</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">Really loves my company</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">He's more than a man</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">And this is more than love</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">The reason that the sky is blue</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">The clouds are rolling in</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">Because I'm gone again</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">And to him I just can't be true</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">And I know that he knows I'm unfaithful</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">And it kills him inside</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">To know that I am happy with some other guy</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">I can see him dying</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">I don't wanna do this anymore</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">I don't wanna be the reason why</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">Everytime I walk out the door</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">I see him die a little more inside</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">I don't wanna hurt him anymore</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">I don't wanna take away his life</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">I don't wanna be...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">A murderer</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">I feel it in the air</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">As I'm doing my hair</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">Preparing for another date</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">A kiss upon my cheek</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">As he reluctantly</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">Asks if I'm gonna be out late</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">I say I won't be long</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">Just hanging with the girls</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">A lie I didn't have to tell</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">Because we both know</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">Where I'm about to go</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">And we know it very well</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">Cause I know that he knows </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">I'm unfaithfulAnd it kills him inside</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">To know that I am happy with some other guy</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">I can see him dying</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">I don't wanna do this anymore</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">I don't wanna be the reason why</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">Everytime I walk out the door</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">I see him die a little more inside</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">I don't wanna hurt him anymore</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">I don't wanna take away his life</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">I don't wanna be...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">A murderer</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">Our love, his trust</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">I might as well take a gun and put it to his head</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">Get it over withI don't wanna do this</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">Anymore Uh Anymore (anymore)</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">I don't wanna do this anymore</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">I don't wanna be the reason why</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">And everytime I walk out the door</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">I see him die a little more inside</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">And I don't wanna hurt him anymore</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">I don't wanna take away his life</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">I don't wanna be...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">A murderer (a murderer)</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">No no no noYeah yeah yeah</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32863760-115604525456128532?l=songs-grace.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>grace stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08089917662936942902noreply@blogger.com0