Pablo Natario

When I come home, it s late, I feel so all alone What was my mistake, baby, why don t […]

Take me now baby here as I am Pull me close try and understand I work all day out in

You were five when I was six We rode on horses made of sticks When you were 9, I was

One soft infested summer, me and Terry became friends Trying in vain to breathe the fire we was born in

Well she was an American girl Raised on promises She couldn t help thinkin That there was a little more

O beautiful for spacious skies For amber waves of grain For purple mountain majesties Above the fruited plain! America! America!

There she stood in the street Smiling from her head to her feet I said Hey, what is this? Now

Anybody here seen my old friend Abraham? Can you tell me where he s gone? He freed lotta people but

It s been a hard day s night And I ve been working like a dog It s been a

If you need a little loving, you call on me And if you want a little hugging, you call on

She wakes up when I sleep To talk to ghosts like in the movies If you don t follow what

We walked through the sunshine, we walked thru the rain As endless as time the thoughts will remain We ll