MrPhilDog:
Seeing Many Colours
MrPhilDog:
When the wind blows.
MrPhilDog:
It's been a long cold lonely winter.
MrPhilDog:
She says she talks to angels
MrPhilDog:
After 7 days.
MrPhilDog:
Go Ahead Now
MrPhilDog:
I wanna go home
MrPhilDog:
I just can't break off.
MrPhilDog:
Get the party started
MrPhilDog:
Not everything is black and white
MrPhilDog:
Round and round it goes
MrPhilDog:
Mr Blue Sky
MrPhilDog:
From the candy
MrPhilDog:
The way she moves
MrPhilDog:
I wrote a song for you