Like You'll Never See Me Again

by: Alicia Keys

If I had no more time, no more time left to be here,
would you cherish what we had?
Was it everything that you were looking for?
If I couldn't feel your touch and no longer were you with me,
I'd be wishing you were here
to be everything that I'd been looking for.

I don't wanna forget the present is a gift.
And I don't wanna take for granted
the time you may have here with me.
'Cause Lord only knows another day is not really guaranteed.

So every time you hold me,
hold me like this is the last time.
Every time you kiss me,
kiss me like you'll never see me again.
Every time you touch me,
touch me like this is the last time.
Promise that you'll love me,
love me like you'll never see me again.

How many really know what love is?
Millions never will.
Do you know until you lose it?
That it's everything that we are looking for.
When I wake up in the morning, you're beside me.
I'm so thankful that I found everything that I'd been looking for.

Somewhere Out There

(OST. An American Tail)

Somewhere out there beneath the pale moonlight,
someone's thinking of me and loving me tonight.
Somewhere out there someone's saying a prayer
that we'll find one another in that big somewhere out there.

And even though I know how very far apart we are,
it helps to think we might be wishing on the same bright star.
And when the night wind starts to sing a lonesome lullaby,
it helps to think we're sleeping underneath the same big sky.

Somewhere out there if love can see us through,
then we'll be together somewhere out there:
out where dreams come true.

flavour of the week

by: American Hi-Fi

She paints her nails and she don't know
he's got her best friend on the phone.
She'll wash her hair,
His dirty clothes are all he gives to her.
And he's got posters on the wall of all the girls he wished she was.
And he means everything to her.

Her boyfriend, he don't know anything about her.
He's too stoned, Nintendo.
I wish that I could make her see.
She's just the flavour of the week.

It's friday night and she's all alone.
He's a million miles away.
She's dressed to kill but the TV's on,
he's connected to the sound.
And he's got pictures on the wall of all the girls he's loved before.
And she knows all his favourite songs.

Yeah, she's the flavour of the week.
But she makes me weak