quarta-feira, 29 de junho de 2011

next to you

You told me to come over
and your eyes were like fire
we drink all night
and we didn´t care about time
or noises around us
we didn´t listen any music
we didn´t care about the present

i´m not a waste of time
i´m not a waste of living
i´m all heart
and he belongs next to yours.

2 comentários:

Carlos Ramos disse...

To belong. To Truly belong. To try any time, for the time of truth.

... a cada instante ... disse...

Carlos Ramos,

Que saudades das tuas palavras...
São um aconchego para a minha alma.

Abraço.