I've been waiting for my brilliance to shine through Like waiting would do I've been called a little coward more than once It hurts when it's true I've
in June My Christmas was in June When I was still with you This December All I'll remember is you My Christmas was in June My Christmas was in June
Sunsets lost in Skies of hazy greys June gloom sets in Puts me in a daze Nothing changes All we do is wait Our heads hanging Shaking in dismay '
A warm afternoon the middle of June You didn't know that I'd fallen for you The long nights we stayed up, excuses we made up and I didn't know that you
that you wanted to be mine i hope that you believe for sure ill never leave we'll stick like super glue dear june, i love you. dear june, words cannot
So I?d like you to set it straight now on this one All fixed up now for June?s foreign spell All sad 'bout it now June?s bitter soil again Oh no, can
(Big Moe) Yeee-yeee haahee yeehaa, yeee-yaahee that nigga Big Ass Moe chillin with my partna named D-mo its on his birthday we comin through in a niggas
can I break? My hearts broken silver lake San Francisco, Switzerland Lacuna, England, Budapest Mulhouse, June 10th, June 10th Do you remember June 10th? I can't forget June
june was tender you can still see her swinging in the moon-scythe like spirits or ghosts that nobody sees that nobody believes in june was tender you
Love is wrong, it sings a hopeless song It longs for bitter disappointment and tears, and tears It calls to all that used to be And it yearns for someone
False or true, I wish I had a clue or two Where I stood I thought I knew Or should True or false, life wasn't ever any waltz Then it caught the somersaults
Instead of making conversations Make love to me Make love to me, my darling While there is still a mood Must I extend an invitation To make love to me
the biggest little headline In vaudeville Presenting...in person... That 3' foot 3 Bundle of dynamite... Baby...June! [applause] Baby June: Hello, everybody. My name is June
later as we say goodbye I realize, all is well for her it's 3 a.m. and I don't know that my reason to live is soon to come come with me, my horizon widened
I fall in love for a moment before I hit despair I turn around to see you another one is there how the bells of the clock how the bell do chime that
time has a numbing effect I weep and, I have wept to becomemore neutered to become more blank the fear of life "seeps from paradise" dark clouds come
where memories come and, memories go to the globe of darkness turned a smoked window into the eye of my anger at being dragged into an arena the november
the dawn is ours if the dream is pure who invites the world to the final cure? if it has to be then? let it be now light the odin incence for the odin