If we ever meet again...
Let's love it to death
miércoles, 18 de mayo de 2011
lunes, 16 de mayo de 2011
sábado, 14 de mayo de 2011
I can be an asshole of the grandest kind
I can withhold like it’s going out of style
I can be the moodiest baby and you’ve never met anyone
who is as negative as I am sometimes
I am the wisest woman you've ever met.
I am the kindest soul with whom you've connected.
I have the bravest heart that you've ever seen
And you've never met anyone
Who's as positive as I am sometimes.
You see everything, you see every part
You see all my light and you love my dark
You dig everything of which I'm ashamed
There's not anything to which you can’t relate
And you’re still here
I blame everyone else, not my own partaking
My passive-aggressiveness can be devastating
I'm terrified and mistrusting
And you’ve never met anyone as,
As closed down as I am sometimes.
You see everything, you see every part
You see all my light and you love my dark
You dig everything of which I'm ashamed
There's not anything to which you can’t relate
And you’re still here
What I resist, persists, and speaks louder than I know
What I resist, you love, no matter how low or high I go
I'm the funniest woman you've ever known.
I am the dullest woman you've ever known.
I'm the most gorgeous woman you've ever known
And you've never met anyone as, as everything as I am sometimes.
You see everything, you see every part
You see all my light and you love my dark
You dig everything of which I'm ashamed
There's not anything to which you can’t relate
And you’re still here
I can withhold like it’s going out of style
I can be the moodiest baby and you’ve never met anyone
who is as negative as I am sometimes
I am the wisest woman you've ever met.
I am the kindest soul with whom you've connected.
I have the bravest heart that you've ever seen
And you've never met anyone
Who's as positive as I am sometimes.
You see everything, you see every part
You see all my light and you love my dark
You dig everything of which I'm ashamed
There's not anything to which you can’t relate
And you’re still here
I blame everyone else, not my own partaking
My passive-aggressiveness can be devastating
I'm terrified and mistrusting
And you’ve never met anyone as,
As closed down as I am sometimes.
You see everything, you see every part
You see all my light and you love my dark
You dig everything of which I'm ashamed
There's not anything to which you can’t relate
And you’re still here
What I resist, persists, and speaks louder than I know
What I resist, you love, no matter how low or high I go
I'm the funniest woman you've ever known.
I am the dullest woman you've ever known.
I'm the most gorgeous woman you've ever known
And you've never met anyone as, as everything as I am sometimes.
You see everything, you see every part
You see all my light and you love my dark
You dig everything of which I'm ashamed
There's not anything to which you can’t relate
And you’re still here
viernes, 13 de mayo de 2011
Qué es lo que me viste?
No me preguntes por que nose.
De repente me sentí así,
enamorada de tí.
Pero si acabo de decir,
era algo tan profesional.
Concuerdo contigo y creo,
que eso no es normal.
De repente me llamas,
dices cosas lindas del amor.
Confienso que me encantó.
Era la primera vez,
Era la primera vez,
que alguien me enamoró.
Tú manera, tú sonrisa.
Tú apariencia de niño, que me agrada.
Tú encanto, tú pedido..
Tú encanto, tú pedido..
Y tú voz avergonzada, al disculparte.
Tú timidez me encanta.
Tú timidez me encanta.
Y te voy a confesar,
que el deseo que me llames, me asusta.
Su actitud, su sonrisa.
Sus formas de niña, que me agradan
Su encanto, su pedido.
Su voz tan avergonzada al disculparse.
Su timidez me encanta, y voy a confesar,
que esperar su llamado, me asusta...
domingo, 8 de mayo de 2011
viernes, 6 de mayo de 2011
Quiero,
Quiero encontrarte a vos
Quiero encontrar en tus ojos
Ya no estoy más acá
Ya no estoy pero no quiero
Quiero verme y no estoy
Lo que pasa es que me pierdo
Por encontrarte a vos
Y decirte que no sirve
Minimizar todo
Lo que quiero es explicarte
Y no justificar
Lo que siempre nos pasó.
Quiero ver si no estoy
Soñando un poco, poco
Quiero estar en tu lugar
Y saber qué nos pasó.
Querer verte mal, no quiero
Salvarte una vez más, no puedo
Ya odio pensar no quiero
No soy igual
Qué decir, qué hacer, no sé
Pero no.
Quiero,
Quiero encontrarte a vos
Quiero encontrar en tus ojos
Ya no estoy más acá
Ya no estoy porque me pierdo
Quiero ver si no estoy
Soñando un poco, poco
Quiero estar en tu lugar
Y saber qué nos pasó.
Querer verte mal, no quiero
Salvarte una vez más, no puedo
Ya odio pensar no quiero
No quiero estar en tu realidad
No llores más.
Porque si no me voy
A ir a otro lugar donde no estés vos
Me quiero escapar de esta gran ciudad
No quiero mentir sin piedad amor
O me lloverán...
Adoquines, adoquines...
miércoles, 4 de mayo de 2011
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