1: Lady I was young, I prayed for lightningMy

1: Ozzy was unprepared for fame then everybody knew

é tampinha ou um varapauHorizontal ou verticalMesmo que mande muito

anyone should see me makin' it down the highwayBreakin'

this day on, I own my father's gunWe dug

cheated just to get on byYea, I cheated just

What have I got to do to make you love meWhat

Why's it never light on my lawnWhy does it rain and

by Danny Keyz & DJ you can tell everybodyYeah,

Forgotten scars remind us ofToo much war, too little loveBeneath the

bags out on the bedYour closet's all cleared outYou

Every story, tale or memoirEvery saga or romanceWhether true or fabricatedWhether

My gift is my songAnd this one's for youAnd you can

may not believe itBut I don't believe in miracles

you've been away cavortingMatters here have moved apaceNow I need

Não há muito que eu não dividiCom  você, por onde andeiE 

out of the blueIn a crowded streetOr a deserted squareI'll

can feel the time closing inI can feel the

London morningWet London streetsRain on the windowWind in the

And now I knowSpanish Harlem are not just pretty words to