I know just how to whisper And I know just how to cry I know just where I find the answers And I know just how to lie I know just how to fake it And I know just how to scheme I know just when to face the truth And then I know just when to dream And I know just where I touch you And I know just what to prove I know when to pull you closer And I know when to let you loose And I know the night is fading And I know the time�s gonna fly And I�m never gonna tell you everything I gotta tell you But I know I�ve got to give it a try And I know the roads to riches And I know the ways to pain I know all the rules and then I know how to break�em And then I always know the name of the game But I don�t know how to leave you And I�ll never let you fall And I don�t know how you do it Making love out of nothing at all Making love Out of nothing at all Making love Out of nothing at all Making love Out of nothing at all Making love Out of nothing at all Making love Out of nothing at all Making love Out of nothing at all Everytime I see you, well the rays of the sun are all Streaming through the waves in your hair And every star in the sky is taking aim at your eyes Like a spotlight The beating of my heart is a drum and it�s lost And it�s looking for a rhythm like you You can take the darkness from the deep of the night And turn it to a beacon burning endlessly bright I gotta follow it �cause everything I know Well, it�s nothing �till I give it to you I can make the runner stumble I can make the final block And I can make every tackle at the sound of the whistle And I can make all the stadiums rock I can make tonight forever Or I can make it disappear by the dawn And I can make you every promise that�s ever been made And I can make all your demons be gone But I�m never gonna make it without you Do you really wanna see me crawl ? And I�m never gonna make it like you do Making love out of nothing at all Making love Out of nothing at all...
Não tem mais que dizer. É só isso mesmo. Sem rodeios, sem palavras caras, sem acordo ortográfico, sem peneiras, sem expectativas surreais. Sou só eu, mais uma de mim, para o mundo. Um mundo que podes ser tu ou ninguém. Amigos na mesma.
sábado, 9 de junho de 2012
Making Love
I know just how to whisper And I know just how to cry I know just where I find the answers And I know just how to lie I know just how to fake it And I know just how to scheme I know just when to face the truth And then I know just when to dream And I know just where I touch you And I know just what to prove I know when to pull you closer And I know when to let you loose And I know the night is fading And I know the time�s gonna fly And I�m never gonna tell you everything I gotta tell you But I know I�ve got to give it a try And I know the roads to riches And I know the ways to pain I know all the rules and then I know how to break�em And then I always know the name of the game But I don�t know how to leave you And I�ll never let you fall And I don�t know how you do it Making love out of nothing at all Making love Out of nothing at all Making love Out of nothing at all Making love Out of nothing at all Making love Out of nothing at all Making love Out of nothing at all Making love Out of nothing at all Everytime I see you, well the rays of the sun are all Streaming through the waves in your hair And every star in the sky is taking aim at your eyes Like a spotlight The beating of my heart is a drum and it�s lost And it�s looking for a rhythm like you You can take the darkness from the deep of the night And turn it to a beacon burning endlessly bright I gotta follow it �cause everything I know Well, it�s nothing �till I give it to you I can make the runner stumble I can make the final block And I can make every tackle at the sound of the whistle And I can make all the stadiums rock I can make tonight forever Or I can make it disappear by the dawn And I can make you every promise that�s ever been made And I can make all your demons be gone But I�m never gonna make it without you Do you really wanna see me crawl ? And I�m never gonna make it like you do Making love out of nothing at all Making love Out of nothing at all...
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... Haverá algum armário de tupperwares mais desarrumado do que o meu?!
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... Haverá algum armário de tupperwares mais desarrumado do que o meu?!
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