Tuoksut jotenkin oudolle. miss lienet ollutkaan. olen katsonut kelloa ja odotanut. etk vastannut pitkn soiviin puheluihin. jotka sinulle soitin. Olenko muuttunut sinulle epmiellyttvksi?.
The best of these eyelids. Is where I keep. But I will not weep there 'til you arrive. . With false compares. My heart is unprepared. For when I will see you when you arrive.
When I saw you I knew you were the one. I want to orbit you like youre the sun. but let me know before I come undone. am I the one for you. . Im like a puzzle with a missing piece.
For those who work so hard. Never see their children. Never see their children grow. Into the gifts they give them. . This is life is all unknown. Gotta listen to their laughter.
You knew you had it comming, knew you had it comming. Dont run away. And know you gotta listen, listen cuz your messing up in every way. Cuz when the lights go down and your all alone again.
The most evident utensil. Is none other than a pencil. Not a multicolored stencil. Nor a Camry crew. . How hard must I try?. How hard must I try for you?.
Once I carved your name on a wall next to mine. Put a heart around it, and an arrow through it. That's how I much I cared. And we swore. That it would always be there.
Well, I'm convinced that underneath that black hair. There's a listening device planted there. And there's a man who follows me everywhere. And I shouldn't care.
Started out with a dream and a fire. It brought me to the place where I stand today. Got a handle on my desire. I chose a better path to make it here my way.
Its so easy to complain about the lifestyles you've endured. Was it do hard?. . So Contradicting of everything and everyone but you. . We were so callused.
look into my eyes. and you will see what you mean to me. search your heart and search you soul. when you find me there. you'll search no more. . don't tell me.
Tell me who do you think you are?. Believe or not I'm not torn or scarred, no. My heart is intact. You were never something I liked, no. . Tell me why would you go that far?.
El me mintio, el me dijo que me amaba. y no era verdad, el me mintio. no me amaba, nunca me amo. el dejo que lo adorara, el me mintio. el me mintio, era un juego y nada mas.
C'est comme une gaité. Comme un sourire. Quelque chose dans la voix. Qui parait nous dire "viens". Qui nous fait sentir étrangement bien. . C'est comme toute l'histoire.