Tên đầy đủ: Paula Cole
Oh you get me ready in your fifty six Chevy Why don't we go sit down in the shade? shelter on my front porch Dandelion......
Tell me how the story will unfold, I know you see everything. Tell me all about the torch and scroll, I know you know everything.......
Whether it be across the sea, Kosovo,baghdad,korea Or here at home, right under our fingertips In new slavery prison systems Holding one in four black......
I nearly died i suicided softly I saw her shadow through the cafe window I watched you lean across the table I watched you whisper......
Des yeux qui font baiser les miens, un rire qui se perd sur sa bouche Voilà le portrait, sans retouche, de l'homme auquel j'appartiens Quand......
Why do you think she wears those black boots... Why do you think she dyes her hair black... She's awfully insecure She's trying to be......
love, love you make me feel like a sticky pistil leaning into a stamen you make me feel like a mr. sunshine himself you make......
I remember the pain in my mother's eyes, I remember the pain of her compromise years ago. I always wanted to help to make it......
it all started nine years ago You sat to my left back in school The future showed itself to me The god in you, the......
(didn't your mama tell you how to behave,girl? Didn't your daddy tell you not to wear that little thing?) Been told you never get something......
carmen, i don't know i don't know i don't know if i can go back carmen i'll never be never be never be the same......
I keep walking down the same city streets The same city lines, to the same lonely beat People say hello but i don't know what......
Litte boy, tries to hide, From the fire in his backyard. Burning cross, white cloth, It's the second time this year. Hitler's brothers are still......
so open up your morning light and say a little prayer for I you know that if we are to stay alive and see the......
I want to be somebody I want to make a difference Little boy caught in a drive-by Witnessed the killer who made his daddy die,......
Goya and el greco, gaugin and van gogh Painted light in the darkness, chiaroscuro Imagine we were a painting A woman and a man, Two......
Here i am, a black-eyed bird, remaining silent. I simply watch, your little life from high above. Wanting to call you, wanting to sing, Inside......
long white arms losing their strength and form sixty year man on twenty year old skin skeleton your eyes have lost their warmth look to......
Chorus: Jolene, jolene, jolene, jolene, i'm beggin' of you, please don't take my man Your beauty is beyond compare, with flamin' locks of auburn hair......
i am not the person who is singing i am the silent one inside i am not the one who laughs at people's jokes i......