When I am down and, oh my soul, so weary When troubles come and my heart burdened be Then, I am still and wait here in the silence Until You come and sit awhile with me.
You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas I am strong, when I am on your shoulders You raise me up to more than I can be
You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas I am strong, when I am on your shoulders You raise me up to more than I can be.
You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas I am strong, when I am on your shoulders You raise me up to more than I can be.
You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas I am strong, when I am on your shoulders You raise me up to more than I can be.
UNITED STATES – JANUARY 01: Photo of Bruce SPRINGSTEEN; performing live onstage on Born In The USA tour, c.1984/1985, wearing bandana (Photo by Ebet Roberts/Redferns)
I could tell you all the things I do for you But it’s no surprise and you just roll your eyes and say “Here we go again She’s gonna moan again”
I should spare your love, just a thing or two But you don’t disguise it when I’m just white noise And it’s done before it begins ‘Cause your temper’s getting thin
But there’s just one thing that I wanna know Just one little thing before I go Before I go
It’s who takes care of me? Tell me, who takes care of me? Should’ve been you Should’ve been you
Do you realize, no, you never will ‘Cause your head’s held high and you got your pride I got a little of mine still Yeah, the bit you couldn’t kill
I’ll never blame you and I always will I can’t explain it but it hurts like hell And I’m feeling so alone Yeah, I’m lonely to the bone
But there’s just one thing that I wanna know Just one little thing before I go Before I go
It’s who takes care of me? Tell me, who takes care of me? Should’ve been you, oh! Should’ve been you, oh!
And I’m angry And I’m sad I’m the best thing that you ever had All I wanted was your touch But you told me what I wanted was just too much
Oh, who takes care of me? Tell me, who takes care of me? Should’ve been you, oh! Should’ve been you It should’ve been you Should’ve been you
The Cranberries – Promises (Album Bury the Hatchet 1999) “Beneath the Skin” Live concert at the Palais Omnisports de Paris-Bercy 1999 Paris, France Dolores O’Riordan – Vocals, Guitar Noel Hogan – Guitar Mike Hogan – Bass Guitar Fergal Lawler – DrumsLyrics
Party at the beach down in Copacabana Sipping Killepitsch, got my black yoga pants on Me and Brittany, we’ve been down in Atlanta Sweating in the club, call me Dirty Diana Flexing like a yogi, drop it down with your hands up Do a handstand, bend it back, put your legs up I ain’t got no worries, I’m my own private dancer My own private dancer
I wanna last, wanna last forever I wanna dance, wanna dance all night I wanna last, wanna last forever I wanna dance, dance, dance all night Baby bend over, baby bend over Baby bend over, let me see you do that yoga Baby bend over, baby bend over Baby bend over, let your booty do that yoga
Flex (Yoga)
Crown on my head but the world on my shoulder I’m too much a rebel, never do what I’m supposed ta Bend it never break it, baby watch and I’ma show ya Stretching on my cash, got my money doing yoga Sometimes I’m peachy, and sometimes I’m vulgar Even when I’m sleeping I got one eye open You cannot police me, so get off my areola Get off my areola
I wanna last, wanna last forever I wanna dance, wanna dance all night I wanna last, wanna last forever I wanna dance, dance, dance all night Baby bend over, baby bend over Baby bend over, let me see you do that yoga Baby bend over, baby bend over Baby bend over, let your booty do that yoga
Flex (Yoga)
I said yoga, she did that yoga Looking for my loafers, man I woke up in a toga She left my collar on like she my owner So when she downward dog I jump up on her I lo-lo-love the way you bend it, oh Lord I’d love to break you in Oh Lord I’d stretch you out and in, oh Lord now you should tell a friend Oh Lord I pray, I pray that young girl come on over And let they bum-bum do that yoga
I wanna last, wanna last forever I wanna dance, wanna dance all night I wanna last, wanna last forever I wanna dance, dance, dance all night Baby bend over, baby bend over Baby bend over, let me see you do that yoga Baby bend over, baby bend over Baby bend over, let your booty do that yoga
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