pedaços

18 Outubro 2007

i see the world through you

you don't understand me now
i wonder if you ever will
i wonder if you'll ever try

and don't get sad about
all the strange things i wrote
they faded as tthe ink dried

so i say go, go
hold your fists high
grown, slow
stand up for the fight though
i hope you never have to

so i say run, run
my sparkling light
have your fun
and then come home at night
i'm sure you'll tell me something new
i can see the world through you

frozen lakes and ice storms
most you'll cross on your own
you'll face the biggest landslides

i'll catch on the hardest falls
i'll carry you inside these walls
we'll sing through the highest tides

so i say go, go
hold your fists high
grown, slow
stand up for the fight though
i hope you never have to

so i say run, run
my sparkling light
have your fun
and then come home at night
i'm sure you'll tell me something new
i can see the world through you



david fonseca

2 perspectivas:

Anónimo disse...

és estranho! =P

Leonardo disse...

esse juízo de valor está sempre subjacente ao teu conceito de "estranho"... =P