segunda-feira, setembro 26, 2005

Eu visto-me Juliana, finjo-me Izolita, chamo-me de Isolda. No fim, acabo sempre Janaína.

[toca, repetidamente sade - is it a crime:

This may come, This may come as some surprise
but I miss you
I could see through all of your lies
but still I miss you
he takes her love, but it doesn't feel like mine
he tastes her kiss, her kisses are not wine, they're not mine

he takes, but surely she can't give what I'm feeling now
she takes, but surely she doesn't know how

Is it a crime
Is it a crime
that I still want you
and I want you to want me too

My love is wider, wider than Victoria Lake
My love is taller, taller than the empire state

It dives and it jumps and it ripples like the deepest ocean
I can't give you more than that, surely you want me back]

Um comentário:

Eduardo Costa disse...

Faz mal ficar escutando a mesma música muitas vezes assim, dá nó na cabeça =P