THE POLAR EXPRESS SOUNDTRACK LYRICS Hot Chocolate - TOM HANKS Hot! Hot! Ooh, we got it! Hot! Hot! Hey, we got it! Hot! Hot! Say, we got it! Hot
Believe Children, sleeping, snow is softly falling Dreams are calling Like bells in the distance We were dreamers, not so long ago but one by one we
All of this time i planned i'd be patiant and you would love me agian, You you'd come to respect my mind and at last you'd find you could love me agian
Vertimas: Garso takeliai. Karštas šokoladas - Tom Hanks.
Vertimas: Garso takeliai. Polar Express - Tom Hanks.
Vertimas: 54 garso takelis. Polar Express - Tom Hanks.
Vertimas: 54 garso takelis. Karštas šokoladas - Tom Hanks.
Biding my time, letting tensions climb, till every word strains to sound right. Hoping for more than a life of keeping score and having to be right.
As we drive through the starlight-drenched hills in her car, I wish I could feel this without coming so far. And the glow of the city won't ever compare
Art deco crumbles and fades in Fairview, where we?re setting our stage. Helicopters blink like stars up above, and when we talk it?s like we?re almost
Bet a lesson like her, with cinnamon scars and honey-eyed hopes, hurt so sweet that you longed to tumble again down sugary slopes. You love so much
Dim echoes of life, lived in five-hour segments. We paint out our eyes with pictures so meaningless. Pretend it?s all worth every drop of consequence
I?m living through the sounds of the apartments that surround me. The human drama plays all hours of the day, free. And when I get sick of listening
I?m leaving for Phoenix, Arizona as a yellow sun collapses to the ground You blink as dust collects on your eyelashes, and all the words you?re searching
"Do I deserve this?" I ask myself, nervously Looking deep into your eyes. You smile back sadly, We're ending so badly, Though it's darkly funny,
The lunchtime crowd is clearing out when, with feigned casualness, you say, ?It?s a shame we?re out of time, ?cause I had something on my mind.? I thought
I loved her, she loved me What did it matter? Too headstrong to last long Destined to shatter And all of my words just fall on deaf ears So there's not
So I'm making you this tape Full of songs I thought that maybe you would like And I know that it's not much But it's all that I can think to do to make
