segunda-feira, 7 de fevereiro de 2011

Disso, da música que todos cantam

There's a fire starting in the wood
And I’m afraid because Zé is fireman
Finally I can see you crystal clear
Go head and sell me out and I'll be here with my popcorn friend

See how I leave with my new book
Don't underestimate the things that I read
There's a fire starting in the wood
And I’m afraid because Zé is fireman

The scars of your love remind me of us
They keep me thinking that we almost had it all
The scars of your love they leave me cold
I can't help writing about it

We could have had it all
In Coimbraaaaa
You had my cold body
And you played it
It you know what I mean…

Baby I have no story to be told
But I’ve a book to read
And I'm gonna write about it @ my blog
Think of me in the depths of your despair
Making a home down there
It’s cold out there. So cold

The scars of your love remind me of us
They keep me thinking that we almost had it all
The scars of your love they leave me cold
I can't help writing about it

We could have had it all
In Coimbraaaaa
You had my cold body
And you played it
It you know what I mean…

We could have had it all
In Coimbraaaaa
You had my cold body
And you played it
It you know what I mean…

Throw your soul through every open door
Count your blessings to find why you
Turned out of the library
You pay me back in cash
We could have had it all
But it’s so cold out there
So cold, so coooold

We could have had it all
In Coimbraaaaa
You had my cold body
And you played it
It you know what I mean…

We could have had it all
In Coimbraaaaa
You had my cold body
And you played it
It you know what I mean…

1 comentário:

Don Draper disse...

Eu acho...
(acendendo um cigarro)

Que fui eu quem atiçou o fogo

(deitando o cigarro aceso ao chão)