I Don't Believe In Miracles
Written by Russ Ballard, ©1980
Found on Alibi.
I walk along the road and past your door
Then I remember things you said
I know in time we could've been so much more
But if you wanna come back home, go right ahead
But I don't believe in miracles
I don't believe in miracles
But I thought you might show your face
Or have the grace to tell me where you are
I believe I was your game, your ball (your ball)
If you tossed me up then I would fall
And so you've won again, ah, you win them all
But I believe I'd run to you, if you should call
But I don't believe in miracles (don't believe in miracles)
I don't believe in miracles (don't believe in miracles)
But I thought you might show your face
Or have the grace to tell me where you are (tell me where you are)
I believe that somewhere there's someone
Who's gonna light the way when things go wrong
The bullet that shot me down came from your gun
The words that turned me round were from your song
But I don't believe in miracles (don't believe in miracles)
I don't believe in miracles (don't believe in miracles)
But I thought you might show your face
Or have the grace to tell me where you are (tell me where you are)
But I don't believe in miracles (don't believe in miracles)
I don't believe in miracles (don't believe in miracles)
But I thought you might show your face
Or have the grace to tell me where you are
Hooker With a Penis
au bout de ces impasses ou elle m'abandonne
Vivre l'enfer mourir au combat
faut-il pour lui plaire aller jusque lÃÂ
Se peut-il que j'y parvienne
Se peut-il qu'on nous pardonne
Se peut-il qu'on nous aime
pour ce que nous sommes
Se met-il àma place quelques fois
quand mes ailes se froissent
et mes îles se noient
Je plie sous le poids
plie sous le poids
de cette moitié de femme
qu'il veut que je sois
Je veux bien faire la belle, mais pas dormir au bois
J