miércoles, noviembre 08, 2006

From Somebody Else´s Heart

Looking out the door i see the rain fall upon the funeral mourners
Parading in a wake of sad relations as their shoes fill up with water
And maybe i'm too young to keep good love from going wrong
But tonight you're on my mind so you never know
When i'm broken down and hungry for your love with no way to feed it
Where are you tonight, child you know how much i need it
Too young to hold on and too old to just break free and run
Sometimes a man gets carried away, when he feels like he should be having his fun
And much too blind to see the damage he's done
Sometimes a man must awake to find that really, he has no-one
So i'll wait for you... and i'll burn
Will I ever see your sweet return
Oh will I ever learn
Oh lover, you should've come over
'Cause it's not too late

Lonely is the room, the bed is made, the open window lets the rain in
Burning in the corner is the only one who dreams he had you with him
My body turns and yearns for a sleep that will never come
It's never over, my kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulder
It's never over, all my riches for her smiles when i slept so soft against her
It's never over, all my blood for the sweetness of her laughter
It's never over, she's the tear that hangs inside my soul forever
Well maybe i'm just too young
To keep good love from going wrong
Oh... lover, you should've come over
'Cause it's not too late

Well I feel too young to hold on
And i'm much too old to break free and run
Too deaf, dumb, and blind to see the damage i've done
Sweet lover, you should've come over
Oh, love well i'm waiting for you
Lover, you should've come over
'Cause it's not too late

4 comentarios:

Anónimo dijo...

What a nice text...
i liked your blog, so keep writting and posting things like before.
Greetings from Canada

Ana Figueroa dijo...

Amigo, sinceramente, eres un artista...
Esto quedo re-lindo, un abrazo, nos vemos en cualquier momento.
Anita

Anónimo dijo...

Aaaaaniiita! recien vengo a darme cuenta que andas por aqui.. para que veas lo pajarona que soy.. jijiji besotes para ti.

Mr. Serpico... la pega me consume, sigo trabajando en la tienda, que va viento en popa.. como viene el boom navideño estamos full pega. Ademas de estar en otro laburo los fines de semana, ya sea en la pega de mi viejo o algun grupito pa llevar a la cordillera.
Todo sea por unas lucas y unos dolares. Juntando plata para matriculas y papeleos varios... de paso tambien ahorrando para un viajecito a Bolivia (Titicaca y otros lados) que vengo preparando.
Tu en que estas? se normalizan ya los latidos del cuore?

abrazotes de 3 de trebol
Yakety

PoleraMan dijo...

Creo que mi sobrina se volvió loca....no se enganen (la primera ene es con palito),porque aunque no lo parezca,ella es mi sobrina.