quinta-feira, junho 29, 2006

Swim

We´re caught in a trap
and I can´t walk out until
I collect the missing clues
it´s you, it´s you
and I worked to make it work
and I let myself get hurt
and kept sinking deep in you

All of my friends keep telling me that
"there´s nothing to it"
but if this is love, it ain´t enough
and I can´t go through with it
can´t keep it up
we´re at the party, they´re playing
the songs
and we´re right here
but we never get to dance

we just sit and stare

David Fonseca


Mais logo, às 23h 30m lá estarei para ouvir esta e outras ao vivo e a cores (o rapaz merece)