6 Bobinas

Waiting for Exhale Amaneció sin ti y yo he perdido el juicio. El Sol me ha dicho que no hay esperanza. He malgastado el tiempo intentando dar sentido a todo esto. Ya que más ropa he desnudado, todos mis sueńos fracasados. Estoy cansada, duele. Duele, duele, duele, duele. Y me paso el día colocada, con mi chaqueta de andar por casa y los pantalones del pyjama, escuchando discos. Por qué no te llamo? Llámame tú. Sonando Mr Jones, Counting Crows August and Everything After 1993 Mr. Jones and me look into the future Stare at the beautiful women "She's looking at you. I don't think so. She's looking at me." Standing in the spotlight I bought myself a gray guitar When everybody loves me, I will never be lonely I want to be a lion Everybody wants to pass as cats We all want to be big big stars, but we got different reasons for that Believe in me because I don't believe in anything and I want to be someone to believe Mr. Jones and me stumbling through the barrio Yeah we stare at the beautiful women "She's perfect for you, Man, there's got to be somebody for me."I want to be Bob Dylan Mr. Jones wishes he was someone just a little more funky When everybody loves you, son, that's just about as funky as you can be.

lo recitó PennyLane @ 1:08 p. m.