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| Docklands | | enekes | | Stevie Nicks | | zene szavak | | 357 | | date | | 10.3.2004 | | Albumok Fotók | | Docklands Stevie Nicks | | | | Az enekek szovegek | | | DEF LEPPARD Truth? (Original Version) SIMPLE PLAN My Alien SOMETHING CORPORATE Good News DEPECHE MODE A Question Of Lust STEREOPHONICS Step On My Old Size Nines GWEN STEFANI Total Hate STEVIE NICKS Somebody Stand By Me RACHEL STEVENS Glide DEPECHE MODE Leave In Silence |
Written by T. Horn / B. Cook.
Papa says there are clothes to wash
Sister says brush your hair
You'll go down to the laundromat
Maybe your sister is there
Father says when you're young like this
Things can seem pretty bad
Let's get out and walk by the river
And there are people who roam the Docklands
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And there are ships passing in the night
And there are thousands of things that I have dreamed
Gone in the daylight
Sister says hold your head up high
Life goes on so don't be afraid
Keep your defenses but don't shut the loving out
You got to learn to carry that weight
And all the people who roam the Docklands
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And all the ships passing through the night
And there are thousands of things that I have dreamed
Gone in the daylight
Sometimes I feel like I'm in a foreign land
And there's a mirror I'm looking through
Lost in the place where I was born
Without a hand to hold on to
Hold on hold on
Hold on hold on
In the Docklands where I was born
People keep moving to and fro
Everybody's pushing trying to make it happen
I beg of you I beg of you I beg of you
I miss you more than I thought I could
I need you more than you know
I was there when they took you away from me
I'll be there when they let you go
And then the people who roam the Docklands
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And all the ships passing in the night
And the thousands of things that I have dreamed
Stay in the daylight
Sometimes I feel like I'm in a foreign land
And there's a mirror I'm looking through
Well bring me back to the place where I was born
Without a hand to hold on to
Give me your hand
Give me your hand give me your hand
Give me your hand in the Docklands
I beg of you give me your hand
In the Docklands
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