Chorus: Subvrbs] Eyes blue, like the Atlantic And I'm going down, like the Titanic Eyes...
Vedi blu e ti senti fragile ora sgomma vieni giù e non c'è da ridere...
(Version 1): Nothing in your eyes, phía sau đôi mắt em anh không còn tồn...
(bono, the edge) Producer: nellee hooper Albums: wildest dreams (96), goldeneye soundtrack (95) See reflections...
Ah-ha-ha, ah-aaaah Ah-ha-ha, ah-aaaah Ah-ha-ha, keep thinking 'bout his angeleyes I keep thinking, a-aaah Last...
His skin is thick, it's rubbermaid, it's rubbermaid My skin...
Why are you here? Couldn't you tell him? Were you...
The corner seat Her said maybe i'll just follow you...
Asking, permission denied To self medicate this way once in...
Up on the roof top my head explodes Just like...
Dead stop on the curb With eyes in back of...
I'm so sick of having hope Pushing the envelope With...
Shoveling snow, i'm calling my noise (?) Losing my words...
It was a deep sleep I woke up weak And...
He's a sink full of numbers (?) A watery life...