Album by Anita Lipnicka
Number of Lyrics in Album : 11
By Anita Lipnicka, His black hand on my white belly and I can't even pronounce
By Anita Lipnicka, Will you kill me as you're leaving Erase my name, erase
By Anita Lipnicka, You couldn't resist the fast lane You had to go and
By Anita Lipnicka, You felt that rocket of inspiration That once again you could
By Anita Lipnicka, Nail the stars across that wooden sky Cover that crystal ball,
By Anita Lipnicka, It's Monday morning The snow is still falling No hope for spring
By Anita Lipnicka, I've got no glass To raise to my lips Got nothing to
By Anita Lipnicka, It's such a shame I've met you Now, when it's all
By Anita Lipnicka, Tell me, tell me what you see When you close your
By Anita Lipnicka, I've been watching you for some time Your handshake's weak And you
By Anita Lipnicka, The sun came crashing in onto the floor When I look