Las imágenes vuelven a mí.
Hablan por sí solas, sin el socorro de la metáfora ni el verbo en condicional.
Entre líneas y recuerdos.
Vencen mi timidez, penetrándome.
Desvelan mi secreto, buscándome.
P.D. Besos compañero.
Adiós
Hace 3 años
miércoles, 7 de julio de 2010
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ResponderEliminarWhat used to be a house of cards
Has turned into a reservoir
Save the tears that were waterfalling
Let's go swim tonight, darling
And once outside the undertow
Just you and me, and nothing more
If not for love, I would be drowning
I've seen it work both ways
But I am up riding high amongst the waves
Where I can feel like I
Have a soul that has been saved
Where I can feel like I've
Put away my early grave
I gotta say it now
Better loud than too late
Remember back, the early days
When you were young, and less amazed
Suddenly the channel changed
The first time you saw blood
Cut to later, now you're strong
You've bled yourself, the wounds are gone
It's rare when there is nothing wrong
Survived and you're amongst the fittest
Love ain't love until you feel it
Up riding high amongst the waves
I can feel like I
Have a soul that has been saved
I can see the light
Coming through the clouds in rays
I gotta say it now
Better loud than too late
I gotta say it now
Better loud than too late
Hey...yeah...
Riding high amongst the waves
I can feel like I
Have a soul that has been saved
I can see the light
Coming through the clouds in rays
I gotta say it now
Better loud than too late
I gotta say it now
Better loud than too late
Say it now
Better loud than too late
¿Quién pudo ser?
ResponderEliminarQuiero que seas TÚ.