When you try your best but you don't succeed
When you get what you want but not what you need
When you feel so tired but you can't sleep
Stuck in reverse
And the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose something you can't replace
When you love someone but it goes to waste
could it be worse?
Lights will guide you home
and ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you
High up above or down below
when you're too in love to let it go
but If you never try you'll never know
Just what your worth
Lights will guide you home
and ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you
Tears streaming down your face
When you lose something you cannot replace
Tears streaming down your face and I
Tears streaming down your face
I promise you I will learn from my mistakes
Tears stream down your face and I
Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you
When you get what you want but not what you need
When you feel so tired but you can't sleep
Stuck in reverse
And the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose something you can't replace
When you love someone but it goes to waste
could it be worse?
Lights will guide you home
and ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you
High up above or down below
when you're too in love to let it go
but If you never try you'll never know
Just what your worth
Lights will guide you home
and ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you
Tears streaming down your face
When you lose something you cannot replace
Tears streaming down your face and I
Tears streaming down your face
I promise you I will learn from my mistakes
Tears stream down your face and I
Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you
2 commenti:
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Leggendo fra le righe del tuo blog, mi sembra di sentirle quelle parole. Parole che parlano di una piccola grande donna che ancora continua (giustamente) a sognare una grande mela oltreoceano.
Grazie di tutto Silvia
E scusa se non te l'ho mai detto,
Ti voglio bene.
Cate
io credo che quella mela sia diventata, a questo punto, la metafora di non so nemmeno io bene cosa.. però in qualche modo voglio continuare a cercare, perchè credo che ci sia di più di quello che ho adesso.
Grazie a te per essere presente di questi tempi, c'è sempre bisogno di avere qualcuno vicino.. e anche io ti voglio bene.
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