Assumo: eu sou muito influenciada pelo meio. Ainda mais quando o meio me prega surpresas boas, faz um afago, me lembra que tem algo bom em viver.
Acho que o que faz o dia-após-o-outro se tornar suportável é apenas isso: a possibilidade de nos vermos em situações não planejadas. Nada é mais irritante e tedioso que a falta de surpresas (sejam boas ou ruins).
Achei que ia ser só mais uma conversa triste, mas não. Se desdobrou em mil pedaços, um cheirinho bom de lembrança, carinhos em forma de detalhes. Muito mais do que eu esperava, muito mais do que merece alguém que não espera nada.
Curar, não cura, mas me fez esquecer (ainda que por alguns momentos) daquela minha dor.
e já que eu estou toda musical hoje, aí vai a melhor do dia
Please don't say I love you,
those words touch me much too deeply
and they make my core tremble
Don't think you realize the effect you have over me
Please don't look at me like that
It just makes me want to make you near me always
Please don't kiss me so sweet
it makes me crave a thousand kisses to follow
And please don't touch me like that
makes every other embrace seem pale and shallow
And please don't come so close
it just makes me want to make you near me always
Please don't bring me flowers
they only whisper the sweet things you'd say
Don't try to understand me
your hands already know too much anyway
It just makes me want to make you near me always
And when you look in my eyes
please know my heart is in your hands
It's nothing that I understand, but when in your arms
you have complete power over me
So be gentle if you please, 'cause
Your hands are in my hair, but my heart is in your teeth
And it makes me want to make you near me always
Your hands are in my hair, but my heart is in your teeth
And it makes me want to make you near me always
desenterrando coisas do passado na minha playlist
She's a pretty girl, does she make you think nasty thoughts?
She's a pretty girl, do you want to tie her down?
She's a pretty girl, do you call her a bitch?
She's a pretty girl, did she sleep with your whole town?
Pretty girl, pretty girl, do you hate her
'Cause she's pieces of you?
Na falta de vontade de falar, segue uma das músicas que mais amo na vida
e que tenho ouvido muito.
Saying I love you
Is not the words I want to hear from you
It's not that I want you
Not to say, but if you only knew
How easy it would be to show me how you feel
More than words is all you have to do to make it real
Then you wouldn't have to say that you love me
Cos I'd already know
What would you do if my heart was torn in two
More than words to show you feel
That your love for me is real
What would you say if I took those words away
Then you couldn't make things new
Just by saying I love you
More than words
Now I've tried to talk to you and make you understand
All you have to do is close your eyes
And just reach out your hands and touch me
Hold me close don't ever let me go
More than words is all I ever needed you to show
Then you wouldn't have to say that you love me
Cos I'd already know
What would you do if my heart was torn in two
More than words to show you feel
That your love for me is real
What would you say if I took those words away
Then you couldn't make things new
Just by saying I love you
More than words...