domingo, 15 de julho de 2012

Medo

Morro de medo de estar vendo fumaça onde sequer existe fogo.
Meu esforço continuo de manter os pés no chão me faz duvidar de cada sinal que meu coração insiste em identificar.
Criei mecanismos de defesa tão poderosos contra novas decepções que tenho medo de estar fechando os olhos para as mudanças cada vez mais nítidas no seu comportamento. Mas será que essas mudanças existem mesmo ou sou eu fantasiando de novo?
Tenho medo de acreditar e tenho medo de não acreditar...

sexta-feira, 13 de julho de 2012

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The Promise

When In Rome

If you need a friend,
Don't look to a stranger,
You know in the end,
I'll always be there.

And when you're in doubt,
And when you're in danger,
Take a look all around,
And I'll be there.

I'm sorry, but I'm just thinking of the right words to say. (I promise)
I know they don't sound the way I planned them to be. (I promise)
But if you'll wait around a while, I'll make you fall for me,
I promise, I promise you I will.

When your day is through,
And so is your temper,
You know what to do,
I'm gonna always be there.

Sometimes if I shout,
It's not what's intended.
These words just come out,
With no gripe to bear.

I'm sorry, but I'm just thinking of the right words to say. (I promise)
I know they don't sound the way I planned them to be. (I promise)
And if I had to walk the world, I'd make you fall for me,
I promise, I promise you I will.

I gotta tell ya, I need to tell ya, I gotta tell ya, I gotta tellyaaaa ...

By Luluzinha