• She Will Be Loved
  • This Love
  • Sunday Morning
  • Harder to Breathe
  • Makes Me Wonder
  • Wake Up Call
  • Won't Go Home Without You
  • One More Night
  • If I Never See Your Face Again
  • Payphone
  • Shiver
  • Misery
  • Must Get Out
  • The Sun
  • Secret
  • Tangled
  • Sugar
  • Sweetest Goodbye
  • Through with You
  • Moves Like Jagger - Studio Recording From The Voice Performance
  • Maps
  • Animals
  • Nothing Lasts Forever
  • Not Coming Home
  • Goodnight Goodnight
  • Little of Your Time
  • Can't Stop
  • Daylight
  • Better That We Break
  • Not Falling Apart
  • Never Gonna Leave This Bed
  • Back at Your Door
  • Kiwi
  • Love Somebody
  • Moves Like Jagger (feat. Christina Aguilera)
  • Give a Little More
  • Lucky Strike
  • Stutter
  • Infatuation
  • It Was Always You
  • Hands All Over
  • Just a Feeling
  • I Can't Lie
  • The Man Who Never Lied
  • Don't Know Nothing
  • How
  • Sad
  • Get Back in My Life
  • Runaway
  • Beautiful Goodbye


After school, walking home, fresh dirt under my fingernails
And I can smell hot asphalt, cars screech to a halt to let me pass
And I cannot remember what life was like through photographs
And trying to recreate images life gives us from our past
Sometimes it's a sad song

But I, I cannot forget, refuse to regret
So glad I met you and
Take my breath away, make everyday
Worth all of the pain that I have gone through
And Mama, I've been cryin'
'Cause things ain't how they used to be
She said, The battle's almost won
And we're only several miles from the sun

Moving on down my street
I see people I won't ever, ever meet
Think of her, take a breath
Feel the beat in the rhythm of my steps
And sometimes it's a sad song, oh yeah

And I cannot forget, refuse to regret
So glad I met you and
Take my breath away, make everyday
Worth all of the pain that I have gone through
And Mama, I've been cryin'
'Cause things ain't how they used to be
She said, The battle's almost won
And we're only several miles from the sun

The rhythm of her conversation
The perfection of her creation
The sex she slipped into my coffee
The way she felt when she first saw me
Hate to love and love to hate her
Like a broken record player
Back and forth and here and gone
And on and on and on and on, yeah

I cannot forget, refuse to regret
So glad I met you and
Take my breath away, make everyday
Worth all of the pain that I have gone through
And Mama, I've been cryin'
Because things ain't how they used to be
She said, The battle's almost won
And we're only several miles
You see, the battle's almost won, oh
And we're only several miles from the sun
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