quarta-feira, 15 de agosto de 2007

C'mere

It's way too late to be this locked inside ourselves.

The trouble is that you're in love with someone else.

It should be me. Oh, it should be me

Your sacred parts, your getaways

You come along on summer days

Tenderly,Tastefully

And so may we make time

To try to find somebody else

This place is mine

You said today you know exactly how I feel

I had my doubts, little girl, I'm in love with something real

It could be me, that's changing!

And so may we make time

We try and find somebody else who has a line

Now seasoned with health

Two lovers walk a lakeside mile

Try pleasing with stealth, rodeo

See what stands long ending fast

Oh, how I love you in the evenings,

When we are sleeping! We are sleeping!

And so may we make time

We try to find somebody else who has a line

Now seasoned with health

Two lovers walk a lakeside mile

Try pleasing with stealth, rodeo

See what stands long ending fast

Interpol

Um comentário:

Anônimo disse...

"The trouble is that you're in love with someone else
It should be me.
Oh, it should be me"

interpol...

ah Isa, como seriam grandes amores se não fossem impossiveis ou no minimo dificeis?

viva aos grandes amores!