sábado, agosto 16, 2008
I'll find a way to see you ..
"I'll find a way to see you again
I'll find a way to see you again
I used to think that anything I'd do
Wouldn't matter at all anyway
But now I find that when it comes to you
I'm the winner of cards I can't play
Wait for me, wait for me
Darling, I need you desperately, desperately here
And I'll find a way to see you again
And I'll find a way to see you again
The rain is like an orchestra to me
Little gifts from above meant to say
Girl, you falling at his feet
Isn't lovely or stunning today
Wait with me, wait with me
I'm alive when you're here with me, here with me, stay
And I'll find a way to see you again
And I'll find a way to see you again
Why do the street lamps die
When you're passing by
Like a hand that won't stay on my shoulder tonight
If you held me close, would you laugh it away
Would you dare the glance that I steal to stay
And I'll find a way to see you again
Yes, I'll find a way to see you again
I'll find a way, a way, a way to see you again
I'll find a way, a way, a way to see you again
I'll find a way, a way, a way to see you again
The rain will bring, the rain will bring, the rain will bring, bring, bring me down
The rain will bring, the rain will bring, the rain will bring, bring, bring me down
The rain will bring, the rain will bring, the rain will bring, bring, bring me down"
Rachael Yamagata
terça-feira, agosto 05, 2008
Someone that cannot Love...
You wake up with tears and stars in your eyes
You gave it all to someone that
Cannot love you back
Your days are packed
With wishes and hopes for the love that you've got
You waste it all to someone that
Cannot love you back
Someone that cannot love
Love, ain't this enough?
You push yourself down
You try to take comfort in words
But words
They cannot love
Don't waste them like that
Cus they'll bruise you more
You secretly made
Castles of sand that you hide in the shade
But you cannot own the tides that break them
And you build them all over again
You talk all these words
You make conversations that cannot be heard
How long until you notice that
No one is answering
that cannot love
Love, aint this enough?
You push yourself down
You try to take comfort in words
But words
They cannot love
Don't waste them like that
Cus they'll bruise you more
Love, love, ain't this enough
This pushing around
To find little comfort in words
But words
They cannot love
Don't waste them like that
Cus they'll bruise you more
You know they'll bruise you more
Words they will hurt you more "
David Fonseca