• 30. September 2011 /  Home

    I’m just a dreamer
    I dream my life away oh yeah
    I’m just a dreamer
    Who dreams of better days

    Your higher power may be God or Jesus Christ
    It doesn’t really matter much to me
    Without each others help there ain’t no hope for us
    I’m living in a dream of fantasy

     

    Dreamer von Ozzy Osbourne

     

  • 29. September 2011 /  Home

    The time has come
    To say fair’s fair
    To pay the rent
    To pay our share
    The time has come
    A fact’s a fact
    It belongs to them
    Let’s give it back

    How can we dance when our earth is turning?
    How do we sleep while our beds are burning?

     

    Beds are burning von Midnight Oil

     

  • 20. September 2011 /  Home

    Buying bread from a man in Brussels
    He was six-foot-four and full of muscles
    I said “Do you speak my language”
    He just smiled and gave me a Vegemite sandwich and he said

    I come from a land down under
    Where beer does flow and men chunder
    Can’t you hear can’t you hear the thunder
    You better run you better take cover!

     

    Down Under von Men at Work

     

  • 19. September 2011 /  Home

    I could run for miles and miles
    I take off and I start flying
    I could cross land and sea
    If you just believe me
    I should not have hurt you so
    This old house is not a home
    Without you here, there’s no use
    I’ve got no time left to lose

    So here it is, here it goes
    I could try Rock’n'Roll
    Change-your-life-forever-tune
    If a song could get me you
    I could make it high or low
    Sing it on the radio
    If that is what I need to do
    If a song could get me you.

     

    If a song could get me you von Marit Larsen

     

  • 18. September 2011 /  Home

    I was young I was told I should follow my dreams
    From my worse broken heart
    To a world that just seems
    To move on
    Dance with the wind
    Now she’s gone

    I’ve been down on my luck
    Yeah I’ve fallen from grace
    I’ve had beautiful eyes stare me right in the face
    And move on
    Dance with the wind
    Now she’s gone

     

    Moments like this von Reamonn

     

  • 17. September 2011 /  Home

    What she got she got to give to some contender

    What she got is just like gold dust on a shelf
    And no one’s got a clue what’s on her brave agenda
    Why she wanna keep it keep it to herself

    She’s got nothing on but the radio
    It’s a passion play
    And like the break of day
    She takes my breath away

    Who did the painting on my wall?
    Who left a poem down the hall?
    Oh I don’t understand at all

     

    She’s got nothing on (but the Radio) von Roxette

     

  • 16. September 2011 /  Home

    To walk this streets without you
    I hate being on my own
    So many souls around you
    But it never feels like home
    Home is where my heart is aching
    Home

    Home is where there’s no mistaking
    All this space between us
    Isn’t going anywhere
    But it’s ok to be us
    Cause your far from being here
    Here is where the sky gets lonely
    Here , Here I dissappear.

     

    Million Miles von Reamonn

     

  • 15. September 2011 /  Home

    Here comes the rain again
    Falling from the stars
    Drenched in my pain again
    Becoming who we are

    As my memory rest
    But never forgets what I lost
    Wake me up when september ends

    Summer has come and passed
    The innocent can never last
    Wake me up when september ends

    Ring out the bells again
    Like we did when spring began
    Wake me up when september ends

     

    Wake me up when september ends von Green Day

     

  • 11. September 2011 /  Home

    The way that we cheered whenever our team was
    scoring a touchdown
    The time that the floor fell out of my car when I
    put the clutch down
    The penny arcade, the games that we played, the fun
    and the prizes
    The Halloween hop when everyone came in funny
    disguises

    Magic moments filled with love

     

    Magic Moments von Perry Como

     

  • 6. September 2011 /  Home

    Who said I can’t wear my
    Converse with my dress
    Well, baby, that’s just me [ah]
    Who says I can’t be single
    And have to go out and mingle
    Baby, that’s not me

    Well, some may say I need to be afraid
    Of losing everything
    ’cause of where I
    Had my start and where I made my name
    Well, everything’s the same
    In the la la land…

    La La Land von Demi Lovato