Se il mio cuore pompa sangue nelle vene se i miei occhi trasformano la luce in vista se fa ancora male, toccare il passato con la mente perché mi sento morta?
Preferirei morire piuttosto che sentire come mi sento bene in questo momento.
I was reminded every measure
Riding trade winds, buried treasure
I got on fine with modern living
But must I be such a citizen
And the world, still so wild, called to me
I was lost, I’d been kept on my knees
Trippers and askers
They surrounded me
All them describing
How they’d like me
All them wanting
Something special
Bring ‘em roses
Sing them blues
And the world, still so wild, called to me
I’d been caught, I was lost on my knees
Mmm, uh
I looked full over all the lies and
Appealing to me, advertising
And I was living tight every night
And the world, still so wild, called to me
I was lost, I’d been kept on my knees
And the world, still so wild, called to me
Parole emozionanti ❤🌷
Grazie… Per certi versi arrivano dal cuore… E ho il cuore un po’ in solitudine forse da un po’ troppo tempo💖
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