Kenny Rogers - The heart of the matter

Tekst :

Real love is the only thing I know
Teh changes of everything at touches
It gets you and it s gentle clutches
But that s not really the heart of the matter

Everbody, every now and then
We ll say that they can use
Some side of two
Even though you re setting
Kind of roam
That s not really the heart of the matter

I think I m really the heart of the matter
Isn t it natural going away to think I ll be alone
I think of you
Your love for me is gone
I think that s really the heart of the matter after all

Darling, I know every now and then
some nights I lay really easy on my mind
You might hold your billow in my cry
That s not the heart of the matter

Inne utwory

  • What about me
  • There you go again
  • Daytime friends
  • The gambler
  • This woman
  • Love is strange
  • Love lifted me
  • Love will turn you around
  • Through the years
  • Ruby
  • The best of me
  • Long arm of the law
  • Reuben James
  • I am the greatest
  • She rides wild horses

    • Losowe utwory

    Dance with the angels

    You want to dance with the angels?
    Then embroider me with gold, and I will fly with the angels,
    And you can dance with me.
    Sing with the angels?
    Then show me a song, and I will strum with the angels,
    And you can sing...

    Jam jest dudka Jezusa mojego

    Jam jest dudka Jezusa mojego,
    Bêdê mu gra³ z serca uprzejmego.
    Graj dudka graj, Graj Panu graj.

    Zagramci mu najpierwej w dudeczki,
    Wy z nim chy¿o skaczcie panieneczki.
    Graj dudka graj, Graj Panu graj.

    Na piszcza³ce i na multaneczkach.
    Na bandurce oraz na skrzypeczkach.
    Graj dudka graj, Graj...

    Hello St. Louis

    And So I Cant Decide If I Wanna Stay Or Leave Tonite
    Cause a Dream Has Come
    That Ive Waited For My Entire Life

    So Leave the Window Open Cause Tonite
    I Think Im Comin Home
    So Leave the Window Open For Tonite

    And So Baby, Ill Be Missin Everything...

    Ira di dio

    Nisi disierit
    Funeris auctor
    Nulli desinat
    Aptus erit

    Signor che n questo carcer
    M ài rin-chu-isa,
    Tramene,
    Vo piangendo
    E l mio fallo, non scuso, ma,
    Signor, come sai tuoi affani,
    Se sapessi...
    L mio stato sconsolato,
    Re del ciel immortal
    Verresti a me Signor,

    Work of art (Da Vinci)

    Yeah, this is Da Vinci

    She s blonde as can be
    That works for me
    Eyes that flash like streetlights
    Cash big screen TV
    She s perfectly free
    Dresses in DKNY

    Close the door
    Lay down your attitude
    Make-up rocks
    But freedom knocks
    Let me in
    I ll show you gratitude
    There is no need to...