sábado, 29 de setembro de 2012

O. Limão


Acho que eu estou começando a gostar de sentir isso por você, quero dizer, ao menos agora eu não estou assustada e quero fugir. E desde ontem eu meio que me permito gostar de você sem me achar estúpida por isso. Boba, não?


"While I powder my nose
He will powder his guns
And if I try to get close
He is already gone.

I don't know where he's going
I don't know where he's been
But he is restless at night
He has horrible dreams.

So we lay in the dark
Cause we've got nothing to say.

Just the beating of hearts
Like two drums in the grey

I don't know what we're doing
I don't know what we've done

(...)

Will you stay with me my love?
For another day

Cause I don't want to be alone
When I'm in this state"

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