Musica de Patrick Droney del Genero: Rock Todos los artistas y cantantes de música de Rock son individuos talentosos y apasionados que dedican su vida a crear y compartir su arte con el mundo. Su música de Patrick Droney tiene el poder de emocionarnos, inspirarnos y conectarnos a un nivel profundo. En este blog FoxMusicaDe, exploraremos el mundo de los artistas y cantantes de música del genero Rock, destacando su dedicación, creatividad y contribuciones a la cultura.
Los artistas y cantantes de música tienen la capacidad única de expresar sus emociones y experiencias a través de su voz y talento musical. A través de sus letras y melodías, nos llevan a un viaje emocional y nos permiten conectarnos con nuestras propias emociones.
Además de su talento musical, los artistas y cantantes son verdaderos profesionales en su campo. Trabajan arduamente para perfeccionar su
[Verse 1]
If I could sing a song to make it true you still exist
Well, I would find a choir and a cathedral
Sing every hymn I know to find a miracle
To turn the time, and find a way to freeze it
[Chorus]
The good die young, it was a hell of a ride
It was heaven, it was magic, an illusion of light
And it was on our tongue like the edge of a knife
It was everything we had that we wanted so bad
Why do the good die young?
Why do the good die young?
[Verse 2]
Well, I can't sing a song to make it true you still exist
And trust me that's a certain kind of sorrow
'Cause everywherе I go, I see you and I don't
Yeah, we had a yestеrday, but no tomorrow
[Chorus]
The good die young, it was a hell of a ride
It was heaven, it was magic, an illusion of light
And it was on our tongue like the edge of a knife
It was everything we had that we wanted so bad
Why do the good die young?
Why do the good die young?
[Bridge]
And if you're out past the satellites
I'm looking up to the stars tonight
Do what I can just to stay alive
And it's so hard not to look behind, I
Wish I could find you a way back home and
Hear your voice through the telephone, it's
The little things that I miss the most
Oh, I'll never know
[Chorus]
Why the good die young, it was a hell of a ride
It was heaven, it was magic, an illusion of light
And it was on our tongue like the edge of a knife
It was everything we had that we wanted so bad
Why do the good die young?
Why do the good die young?
[Outro]
Why do the good die young?