A Place Without No Name Lyrics Novels & Stories

The black shiny cloudy hair of yours, Please honor me by showering them with rain. The deep ocean pearl eyes of yours, Can't wait, please let me dive into them. You are my destination, You are the one. I am here Moonlight; to you, for you, with you, There is no other place on the planet, I want to go or I would choose to go. You are my destination, You are the one. Yes, baby, You are the ONE; the only ONE..... ______________________________________

This place is so crowded with unknown people. Don't you ever leave me, don't you ever go I've seen it on TV, I know how it goes Even when you're angry, even when I'm cold Don't you ever leave me Don't leave me alone (Don't leave me alo-) Don't leave me a- A-a-lone, ah-ah A-a-lone, ah-ah The music is blasting and I can't help but to scorch closely to Kingstone. Luckily he let me smooch closer to him. He even wrap his arms around my waist. Gosh! This place is so wasted. Smoke everywhere, cars, girls, boys and people making out!

The place was quiet that one could hear a sound of a pin if it dropped at that moment. “When the rain is pouring down And my heart is hurting You will always be around This I know for certain You and me together Through the days and nights I don't worry 'cause Everything's gonna be alright (yes, it will) People keep talking, they can say what they like But all I know is everything's gonna be alright No one, no one, no one Can get in the way of what I'm feeling No one, no one, no one Can get in the way of what I feel for you, you, you

"I want you to cancel this wedding!" Ivan Hatfield's voice wasn't loud, but it was enough to make the initially cheerful and lively atmosphere turn tense. All my friends and family exchanged glances with each other, with shock evident in their eyes. Then, they turned to look at me pitifully. I felt my blood freezing in my body. I tried to keep my voice calm as I said, "Ari, everyone is watching." I looked at Ariana Holmes with a beseeching look in my eyes that even I wasn't aware of. However, she didn't seem to have heard me as she stared at Ivan with red-rimmed eyes. Tears were welling up in her eyes.

Oh, this could be the end of everything So why don't we go somewhere only we know? Somewhere only we know Somewhere only we know

Standing in the sunlight, feeling the warmth of his palm and the sun on my skin, the chill in my body slowly faded. "Everything is finally over."

I'm getting old and I need something to rely on So tell me when you're gonna let me in I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin And if you have a minute, why don't we go Talk about it somewhere only we know? This could be the end of everything So why don't we go somewhere only we know? Somewhere only we know Oh simple thing, where have you gone? I'm getting old and I need something to rely on So tell me when you're gonna let me in I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin And if you have a minute, why don't we go Talk about it somewhere only we know? This could be the end of everything So why don't we go? So why don't we go?

I can't explain this feeling that I'm feelin' I won't go another day without you, without you Hold on, I promise it gets brighter And when it rains, I'll hold you even tighter I won't go another day without you, without you And this is me tonight There's no more games and no more lies And I know it's right 'Cause of the way you look into my eyes And when I hold you tight The worries disappear, I'm glad you're in my life Wake up feel the air that I'm breathin’ I can't explain this feeling that I'm feelin' I won't go another day without you Hold on, I promise it gets brighter And when it rains, I'll hold you even tighter I won't go another day without you, without you And I won't go another da

That dear fat on your lip, I loved it and I wrestled with the night pretending it’s already 2:30 AM; that no creature of the streets would dare say it’s another Bono song you’re slanging. Whether Where The Streets Have No Name or Stay is slippered on your ears, the test of music is the gape of a new fish at midnight. Every time I finger-spelled the words of your breath’s lyrics, you’d say there’s no perfect word, only car park symphonies and the heavy pulse of the runaways. And so I learn