quarta-feira, 29 de setembro de 2010

Sometimes a certain song falls right into our ears. Like it's claiming to be noticed...
It has happenned to me quite a bit and I've decided that from now on I'll register it, because I always thought life was worth to have a soundtrack.
Wouldn't that be perfect?

Here it goes, this one came to me sporadically a couple of weeks ago

That’s what I say, it’s not what I mean - Feist


Here I am, hopeful again
I can’t say when
I wasn’t this way

Don’t need to worry about me
That’s what I say
It’s not what I mean
That’s what I say
It’s not what I mean

Here I am, swinging alone
A timeframe surrounds the pictures I hold
But they don’t hold up well
Started to wonder if I fell in love with you at all
If I fell in love with you at all

And when will a time come
I could hear a sad love song, that doesn’t speak to me
And when will a time come
I could sing a nice love song, using thou me

Here I am, walking away
My head‘s held high
What’s the use gettin’ down
Because all that I wanted is here
I just kept the ground, close to my ears
I just kept the ground, close to my ears

And when will a time come
When will it come

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