Da série "velharias do meu blog antigo" (também conhecida como "I don't speak english very well"):
She's gone (19/07/2005)
well now she’s gone
would you hold me tight
and say what you tried to do last night?
I know this is not a game of love
It’s my life that I can’t stop
if I say I’m sorry
would she understand?
and if I say don’t worry
would you hold my hand?
maybe it’s only a confusion
maybe I’ve made a big mistake
I don’t want to be the one who breake a heart again
so would you come with me?
would she tell you this is the way it’s gonna be
I just want to sleep, dream of you and wake up in your arms
so would you come wit me?
would you tell me that I´m not wrong again
and say to me the things I wanna hear
I know it’s seems just crazy things
and I know that I can’t love
but I don’t know why when I look in your eyes
I feel the things going on
someone tell me why
no one can look in my eyes
why my heart is a big block of ice
someone tell me how
things can be better now
help me open my life
the only thing I ever wanted was someone to love me back
cause no one never loved me back
there’s someone in this world able to place my soul??
well now I’m going
would you hold me tight
and say I don’t have to cry this night
cause some one new will come to place my heart
I’m afraid of love...
I’m afraid of touch...
I’m afraid of me...
2 comentários:
LINDO, LINDO, LINDO!
Não me canso nunca de dizer isso aqui!
lindo vir ao teu blog, gosto daqui.
Maurizio
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