6.10.2007

DESPEDIDAS (y final)








This is the way you left me,
I'm not pretending.
No hope, no love, no glory,
No Happy Ending.
This is the way that we love,
Like it's forever.
Then live the rest of our life,
But not together.

Wake up in the morning, stumble on my life
Can't get no love without sacrifice
If anything should happen, I guess I wish you well
A little bit of heaven, but a little bit of hell

This is the hardest story that I've ever told
No hope, or love, or glory
Happy ending's gone forever more
I feel as if I'm wastin'
And I'm wastin' everyday

This is the way you left me,
I'm not pretending.
No hope, no love, no glory,
No Happy Ending.
This is the way that we love,
Like it's forever.
Then live the rest of our life,
But not together.

2 o'clock in the morning, something's on my mind
Can't get no rest; keep walkin' around
If I pretend that nothin' ever went wrong, I can get to my sleep
I can think that we just carried on

This is the hardest story that I've ever told
No hope, or love, or glory
Happy endings gone forever more
I feel as if I'm wastin'
And I'm wastin' everyday

This is the way you left me,
I'm not pretending.
No hope, no love, no glory,
No Happy Ending.
This is the way that we love,
Like it's forever.
Then live the rest of our life,
But not together.

A Little bit of love, little bit of love
Little bit of love, little bit of love...

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Over my shoulder.
Running away.
Feels like I'm falling.
Losing my day.

Cold!
And dry!
Cold!
And dry.

Forgot my daylight.
Torture my night.
Feels like I'm falling.
Far out of sight.

Cold!
Drunk!
Tired!
Lost.

Over my shoulder.
Running away.
Feels like I'm falling.
Losing my way.

Cold!
Dry!
Cold!
And dry.

Forgot my daylight.
Torture my night.
Feels like I'm falling.
Far out of sight.

Cold!
Drunk!
Cold!
And drunk


2 comentarios:

Lolita Blonde dijo...

No, no nos dejes!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Patricia dijo...

No me despido de escribir, L.B. ;) Y por ahora no cierro este blog.

Después de las despedidas espero escribir algo opuesto.

¿Os venís a la cabalgata del Orgullo el día 30? Viene María con su chica!