Bic Runga lyrics

Bic Runga lyrics

"Drive lyrics"

Sunday's Slave lyrics
Sunday's got a slave Monday's got one too Sunday's got a slave Monday's got one too Our sufferings are countless Our pleasures are
I know it's late now I know I ought to go
Ride in your car now but please don't drop me home
My head's so heavy, could this be all a dream?
Promise me maybes and say things you don't mean
Rain fall from concrete colou
Do It Clean lyrics
I've got a handful of this What do I do with it I've got a barrel of this What do I do with it I do it clean I do it clean Do it cl
red sky
No boy, don't speak now you just
Drive, drive, drive
Take me through make me fell alive, alive
When I ride with you

Keep my heart turning on axles around you

The Price Of The Dream lyrics
The Price of the Dream is Dear Let me make it clear Let me make it clear to you right now Look at me, do you think I would try break
Keep our love burning just like it used to do
Now just for us, they could play our favourite tune
Let's not discuss all these things we can't undo
Let

Rain fall from concrete coloured sky

Dead World lyrics
Look down around All is not well Victim of change Far out of range A is non-A Be or be not See what I see Get what I got
o boy, don't speak now you just
Drive, drive, drive
Take me through make me fell alive, alive
When I ride with you

Rain fall from concrete coloured sky
No boy, don't speak now you just drive