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Album: Heart & Soul: New Songs from Ally McBeal
Tracks:
- World Without Love
- What Becomes Of The Brokenhearted
- Vincent (Starry Starry Night)
- To Sir, With Love (Duet mit Al Green)
- This Old Heart Of Mine
- This Is Crazy Now
- Sweet Inspiration
- Someday We'll Be Together
- Read Your Mind
- I Know Him By Heart
- Crying
- Confetti
- Baby, Don't You Break My Heart Slow (Duet mit Em
- 100 Tears Away
More information:
Der zweite Soundtrack von "Ally McBeal" steht dem ersten natürlich in nichts nach. Diese CD wird Sie noch tiefer in die Roller der Ally McBeal reinversetzten. So lernen Sie nicht nur mehr über Vondas Musik, sondern zugleich auch über Ally. Und Vonda ist nicht allein , mit Evergreenstars wie Al Green gehört dieser Sampler in jede Plattensamlung.
Auf den Cover dieser Platte ist Calista Flockhart mit drauf. Man erkennt also das die Musik in der Serie , eine immer wichtigere Rolle spielt.
Released: 11/1999
Order:
Lyrics
Confetti
skinny little brats
walking down avenue a
dangling their cigarettes
their independence day
tears like filigrees
wear them on their sleeves
nobody's main squeeze
it's thirty five degrees
poetry of ordinary life is what i live for
they just wanna be seen
they just wanna be heard said
my words are like confetti
and you never pick them up
they fall to the ground
i need someone to lift me up
so diaphanous so ephemeral
and all those bad words
they never learned in school
groovy like my mamma was
in her black turtle neck
she was so high strung
she was so low tech
poetry and tattooed dreams
and fourteen caret nose rings
the children of elite
are trying to be street saying
my words are like confetti
and you never pick them up
they fall to the ground
i need someone to lift me up
repeat chorus
walking down avenue a
dangling their cigarettes
their independence day
tears like filigrees
wear them on their sleeves
nobody's main squeeze
it's thirty five degrees
poetry of ordinary life is what i live for
they just wanna be seen
they just wanna be heard said
my words are like confetti
and you never pick them up
they fall to the ground
i need someone to lift me up
so diaphanous so ephemeral
and all those bad words
they never learned in school
groovy like my mamma was
in her black turtle neck
she was so high strung
she was so low tech
poetry and tattooed dreams
and fourteen caret nose rings
the children of elite
are trying to be street saying
my words are like confetti
and you never pick them up
they fall to the ground
i need someone to lift me up
repeat chorus