Gloria Estefan - Seal our fate
Tekst :
They say it s never too late and though that might be the case sometimes
The sad truth of it is opportunity won t knock twice
You can put off until tomorrow but tomorrow might never come
Gotta think about the future cause today soon will be long gone
Where will you be a few years down the line,
Will it be everything you ve dreamed of
It s always harder to do what is right
Sometimes one bad decision can mess up your life
(chorus)
We seal our fate with the choices we make
But don t give a second thought to the chances we take
Could come up anytime better be wide awake cause we
Seal our fate with the choices we make
Seal our fate, seal our fate, seal our fate, seal out fate with the choices we make
(verse 2)
Surely, you say, it s not as bad as you make it sound
If we make a mistake you can always turn it back around
Get back on the straight and narrow when I m through having all my fun,
After all it s my decision, I m not really hurting anyone
Before you know it s gotten way out of hand
In ways that you had never dreamed of
Never worth the price you pay in the end
Instead of being ahead you re starting over again
Inne utwory
Wrapped Get on your feet Morenita Along came you Me enamor Remember me with love Como meduele perderte Silent night Heart with your name on it Close my eyes Here we are Oye ni canto Anything for you Higher Olvidate Losowe utwory
You told me you are a Christian
You told me you are pure
You told me you would sacrifice every thing for sure!
King of the hypocrites
King of the hypocrites
With a crown of lies
Look me in the eyes
You told...
You play with seashells and your counting grains of sand
You stick your noses in the wind and try to plan
A way to steel biscuits si it stays unseen
And ways to make a mess that you don?t have to clean
You?re digging holes...
Outside a storm is raging
Inside my faith is strong
Love came down without warning
Love walked out without saying
Can t hide my secret
Can t live this lie no more
What can you say to make me change my mind
I m going down
When I hear the sound
The sound of my tears
Always the life of the party
Always the clown of the class
All of my friends see me happy, baby
But happy is only a mask
Nobody...
They
need a lifestyle that is comfortable
They travel far to keep their stomachs full
They make a living off of arts and crafts
The kind with seashells, driftwood, and burlap
They make a deal when they come to town
The Sunday swap meet is a battle ground
She loves him more...