Moje pjesme, moji snovi...
Wind Of Change
I follow the Moskva
Down to Gorky Park
Listening to the wind of change
An August summer night
Soldiers passing by
Listening to the wind of change
The world closing in
Did you ever think
That we could be so close,like brothers
The future's in the air
I can feel it everywhere
Blowing with the wind of change
Chorus:
Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow dream away
In the wind of change
Walking down the street
Distant memories
Are buried in the past forever
I fallow the Moskva
Down to Gorky Park
Listening to the wind of change
Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams
With you and me
Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow dream away
In the wind of change
The wind of change blows straight
Into the face of time
Like a stormwind that will ring
The freedom bell for peace of mind
Let your balalaika sing
What my guitar wants to say
Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams
With you and me
Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow dream away
In the wind of change
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Drive
Who's gonna tell you when, it's too late
Who's gonna tell you things, aren't so great
You can't go on, thinking nothing's wrong
Who's gonna drive you home tonight
Who's gonna pick you up, when you fall
Who's gonna hang it up, when you call
Who's gonna pay attention, to your dreams
Who's gonna plug your ears, when you scream
You can't go on, thinking nothing's wrong
Who's gonna drive you home tonight
Who's gonna hold you down, when you escape
Who's gonna come around, when you break
You can't go on, thinking nothing's wrong
Who's gonna drive you home tonight
You can't go on, thinking nothing's wrong
Who's gonna drive you home tonight
Who's gonna drive
Novalja, 15.07.- 23.07. 2006.
13.07.-24.07.2007.
Zanemarimo to što nas nisu htjeli pustit nigdje.. Al tu je Iva koja razbija šankove pred sobom.. I nikako se nije dala doma.. Zvale smo taxi i trebale čekat saaaat vremena da dođe.. ma jok, Goran nas vozio 
Ko bog... Smilovao nam se.. Morao je. Ipak sam mu donjela kravatu!!!!
