domingo, 26 de febrero de 2012

Hey, you...



I don't know if I can survive without you...

Nobody else matters. It's just you.

I don't wanna live, I don't wanna be without you.

Even so, all I wish is seeing you happy.

Or it could be just that I love the way you look at me.

Who will decide? Do you feel the static on the air?

It's my heart. They're our hearts. Don't go away.

Don't change the real. Just feel it running through your body.

Open your eyes. Look at me. It's me or it's just a dream?

domingo, 19 de febrero de 2012

Wherever you will go (Charlene Soraia)

When I saw you I fell in love, and you smiled because you knew... (William Shakespeare)




So lately, I've been wonderin
Who will be there to take my place
When I'm gone, you'll need love
To light the shadows on your face
If a great wave should fall
It would fall upon us all
And between the sand and stone
Could you make it on your own

If I could, then I would
I'll go wherever you will go
Way up high or down low
I'll go wherever you will go

And maybe, I'll find out
The way to make it back someday
To watch you, to guide you
Through the darkest of your days
If a great wave should fall
It would fall upon us all
Well I hope there's someone out there
Who can bring me back to you

If I could, then I would
I'll go wherever you will go
Way up high or down low
I'll go wherever you will go

Runaway with my heart
Runaway with my hope
Runaway with my love

I know now, just quite how
My life and love might still go on
In your heart and your mind
I'll stay with you for all of time

If I could, then I would
I'll go wherever you will go
Way up high or down low
I'll go wherever you will go

If I could make you mine
I'll go wherever you will go
If I could turn the time
I'll go wherever you will go

jueves, 16 de febrero de 2012

You are the only exception



I've got a tight grip on reality.
But I can't.
Let go of what's in front of me here.
I know you're leaving.
In the morning, when you wake up
Leave me with some proof its not a dream.

You are the only exception...


jueves, 2 de febrero de 2012

A veces...



...Mejor solo que mal acompañado...