sábado, 26 de julho de 2008

The Story - Brandi Carlile


All of these lines across my face

Tell you the story of who I am

So many stories of where I've been

And how I got to where I am

But these stories don't mean anything

When you've got no one to tell them to

It's true...I was made for you


I climbed across the mountain tops

Swam all across the ocean blue

I crossed all the lines and I broke all the rules

But baby I broke them all for you

Because even when I was flat broke

You made me feel like a million bucks

Yeah you do and I was made for you


You see the smile that's on my mouth

Is hiding the words that don't come out

And all of my friends who think that I'm blessed

They don't know my head is a mess

No, they don't know who I really am

And they don't know what I've been through like you do

And I was made for you...


All of these lines across my face

Tell you the story of who I am

So many stories of where I've been

And how I got to where I am

But these stories don't mean anything

When you've got no one to tell them to

It's true...I was made for you

2 comentários:

Lord Mike disse...

Grande musica :)

faro disse...

That is for sure, my dearest CARA!

All of these lines across your face DON'T tell the story of who you really are. You hide something much bigger inside of you that is protected by "divine laws". You have hidden a huge heart. But this, only special people will see and touch... at the right time and... at the right place.

God bless this heart of yours.

Beijo do CARA, carioca do Rio de Janeiro ahahahhahah

Guilherme