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

sexta-feira, 25 de julho de 2008

Eu não páro....

Se há magia é as letras, os sentimentos, a forma de pensar de alguém serem tão nossas...

Aqui - Ana Carolina

'Porque eu sou do tamanho do que vejo e não do tamanho da minha altura...' Fernando Pessoa

Quero:
- Deitar fora os números que não são essenciais. Isto inclui a idade, o peso e a altura.
- Manter só os amigos divertidos.
- Continuar a apreciar as mais pequenas coisas.
- Não fazer viagens de culpa. Fazer antes uma viagem ao centro comercial, até a um país diferente, mas NÃO para onde estiver a culpa.