sábado, 18 de diciembre de 2010
jueves, 16 de diciembre de 2010

I couldn't tell you why she felt that way, she felt it everyday. And I couldn't help her, I just watched her make the same mistakes again. What's wrong, what's wrong now? too many, too many problems. Don't know where she belongs, where she belongs. She wants to go home, but nobody's home. It's where she lies, broken inside. With no place to go, no place to go to dry her eyes. Broken inside. Open your eyes and look outside, find the reasons why. You've been rejected, and now you can't find what you left behind. Be strong, be strong now. Too many, too many problems. Don't know where she belongs, where she belongs. She wants to go home, but nobody's home.It's where she lies, broken inside. With no place to go, no place to go to dry her eyes. Broken inside.
Her feelings she hides. Her dreams she can't find. She's losing her mind. She's fallen behind. She can't find her place. She's losing her faith. She's fallen from grace. She's all over the place.
sábado, 11 de diciembre de 2010

Reservaras un lugar en la gloria para mí un lugar en el que quepamos los dos me esperarás con diez Adanes con manzanas en la boca bailando el hula hula en mi honor cuando yo me muera, haré una fiesta en donde nunca salga el sol .... Y sonreirás al final cuando todo para mi sea el sueño que persigo con fervor ,,
poco a poco
fuimos volviendonos locos
y es el vapor de nuestro amor
nos embriago con su licor
y culpa al carnaval interminable
nos hizo confundir irresponsables
si fuimos carne de la intriga casquivana
que la imprudencia del rumor hoy desato
que descubiertos por la luz de la mañana
nos castigaron la desidia y el dolor...
fuimos volviendonos locos
y es el vapor de nuestro amor
nos embriago con su licor
y culpa al carnaval interminable
nos hizo confundir irresponsables
si fuimos carne de la intriga casquivana
que la imprudencia del rumor hoy desato
que descubiertos por la luz de la mañana
nos castigaron la desidia y el dolor...

WHO KICKED A HOLE IN THE SKY SO THE HEAVENS WOULD CRY OVER ME? WHO STOLE THE SOUL FROM THE SUN IN A WORLD COME UNDONE AT THE SEAMS? LET THERE BE LOVE, LET THERE BE LOVE I HOPE THE WEATHER IS CALM AS YOU SAIL UP YOUR HEAVENLY STREAM SUSPENDED CLEAR IN THE SKY ARE THE WORDS THAT WE SING IN OUR DREAMS LET THERE BE LOVE -
IRONIC

An old man turned ninety-eight He won the lottery and died the next day It's a black fly in your chardonnay It's a death row pardon two minutes too late Isn't it ironic... don't you think It's like rain on your wedding day It's a free ride when you've already paid It's the good advice that you just didn't take Who would've thought... it figures Mr. Play It Safe was afraid to fly He packed his suitcase and kissed his kids good-bye He waited his whole damn life to take that flight And as the plane crashed down he thought "Well, isn't this nice." And Isn't this ironic ... don't you think? Well life has a funny way of sneaking up on you When you think everything's okay and everything's going right And life has a funny way of helping you out when You think evertyhing's gone wrong and everything blows up In your face A traffic jam when you're already late A no-smoking sign on your cigarette break It's like 10,000 spoons when all you need is a knife It's meeting the man of my dreams and then meeting his beautiful wife And isn't it ironic... don't you think A little too ironic.. and yeah I really do think... Well life has a funny way of sneaking up on you And life has a funny funny way of helping you out helping you out
lunes, 6 de diciembre de 2010
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