Fragma - Move on

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You gotta move on
Don t let anybody spoil your day
You gotta move on
On and on it s just a game we play

You gotta move on
Move on
Move on

You gotta move on
Move on
Move on

Move on
Move on
Move on

Move on
Move on
Move on

Move on
Move on
Move on

You gotta move on
Don t go chasing things you ll never have
You gotta move on
And live a better life instead

You gotta move on
Move on
Move on

You gotta move on
Move on
Move on

Inne utwory

  • I need a miracle
  • Risk my soul
  • How do you feel
  • Who needs a reason
  • Radio waves
  • Magic
  • Man in the moon
  • Free your mind
  • Do you really want to feel it
  • Just like a teardrop
  • Embrace me
  • Take this world for real
  • Everytime you need me
  • Reach out
  • Cambodia
  • Time and time again
  • Why
  • You are alive
  • Take my hand
  • Losowe utwory

    Bardzo

    Za dzień… po nocy dzień
    Za cień… za twój łagodny cień
    Ty wiesz - nie umiem słów
    A – co chcesz – mogę powiedzieć dzisiaj
    Bo ty otwierasz mnie, jak nikt
    Oswoiłaś mnie…
    Więc dziś dziękuję ci
    Za sens,
    który dodałaś do mnie
    za noce i dni
    dziękuję
    bardzo...

    Prairie wedding

    We only knew each other by letter
    I went to meet her off the train
    When the smoke had cleared and the dust was still
    She was standing there and speaking my name
    I guarantee she looked like an angel
    I couldn t think of...

    Mechanix

    Imagine you at my station
    and you brought your motor to me
    you´re a burner yeah
    a real motorcar
    you said you wanna get your order filled
    make me shiver when you put it in
    pumping just won´t do any luck for you

    Who ever thought you´d be better
    at turning screws than me
    I do it for my...

    Sands of Nevada

    These tables are haunted
    By the ghosts of Las Vegas
    Their chips were once mountains
    But they came here to play
    They could take me if they wanted
    But I have nothing worth counting
    And like the sands of Nevada
    They go drifting...

    Shove it

    Brooklyn we go hard
    We on the look for the advantage, we work hard
    And if we seem to rough it up a bit
    We broke but we rich at heart
    Pull ourselves up now we won t choke
    It s our time, put the lights on us

    War tactics they make me sick
    reel your heart...