The Best Days of My Life

A vocês.... a minha lamúria...

Novamente em busca de algo...
novamente perdida.. caida do caminho suposto...
desta volta não soube bem perder-me.. pelo simples facto que não vos tinha.. perto de mim..
Espero por vocês... na imensidão das nossas distancias.. na imensidão do amor que nos une..

Soube bem sair do que não é bom, do que não faz bem ao nosso viver.. mas soube mal o amargo da vossa ausência...

amo.vos!

No fundo,

Esperança de um novo começo e de uma nova vida....
Acabando de forma trágica um príncipio que prematuramente foi finalizado.... abrupta e prematuramente...

Novamente na encruzilhada perco-me e quando me volto a tentar encontrar.... perco tudo.

Será o futuro algo a desejar ou a temer?

Skye - Love Show

Sit down, give me your hand
I'm gonna tell you the future
I see you, living happily
With somebody who really suits ya
Someone like me

Stand still.
Breath in
Are you listening?

You don't know
Somebody's aching.
Keeping it all in
Somebody won't let go of his heart but the truth is
It's painless
Letting your love show

Break down.
Give me some time
I don't want the fear to confuse ya
Right now, it's so wrong
But maybe it's all in the future with
Someone like you

Stand still.
Breath in
Are you listening?

You don't know
Somebody's aching.
Keeping it all in
Somebody won't let go of his heart but the truth is
It's painless
Letting your love show

Maybe truth, maybe lies
Made me want you
Maybe dumb, maybe wise... ? I don't know

Somebody's aching. Keeping it all in
Somebody won't let go of his heart but the truth is
It's painless
Letting your love show
You don't know
Somebody's hurting.
Holding it all in

Somebody can't let go of his heart but the truth is
It's painless
Letting your love show
Love show
Letting your love show

Telepopmusik - Close

I don’t put a smile upon your face no more
I can’t make your heart shine like it did before
You don’t listen to my stories anymore
You can’t comfort me the way you did before

Was I too loud, was I too bad
Was I too open
Was I too high, was I too fast
Was I too close

I don’t feel your lips like the first kiss
I’d rather run away than sit to face the truth

Was I too proud, was I too hopeful
Was I too needing
Was I too crazy, was I too long
Was I too giving

No matter how far, no matter how long
I will be there

Faith No More - Evidence

If you want to open the hole
Just put your head down and go
Step beside the piece of circumstance
Got to wash away the taste of evidence

Wash it away
(Evidence...got a taste of evidence)

I didn't feel a thing
It didn't mean a thing
Look in the eye and testify;
I didn't feel a thing

Anything you say, we know you're guilty
Hands above your head and you won't even feel me

You won't feel me