viernes, 27 de mayo de 2011

another drawing torn.



Lost and insecure
You found me, you found me
Lying on the floor
Surrounded, surrounded
Why’d you have to wait?
Where were you, where were you?
Just a little late
You found me, You found me
Why’d you have to wait?

jueves, 26 de mayo de 2011

I miss my friend

Beauty queen of only eighteen
She had some trouble with herself
He was always there to help her
She always belonged to someone else

I drove for miles and miles
And wound up at your door
I’ve had you so many times but somehow
I want more

I don’t mind spending everyday
Out on your corner in the pouring rain
Look for the girl with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile
And she will be loved
She will be loved

Tap on my window knock on my door
I want to make you feel beautiful
I know I tend to get insecure
It doesn’t matter anymore

It’s not always rainbows and butterflies
It’s compromise that moves us along
My heart is full and my door’s always open
You can come anytime you want

I don’t mind spending everyday
Out on your corner in the pouring rain
Look for the girl with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile
And she will be loved
She will be loved

I know where you hide
Alone in your car
Know all of the things that make you who you are
I know that goodbye means nothing at all
Comes back and begs me to catch her every time she falls
Quiero que estes bien.
Para: Maria Belen, gracias por existir.

viernes, 13 de mayo de 2011

Regresión

Escuche esa canción de amor destrozado y vague sin darme cuenta a nuestro lugar, me senté y allí estabas, a mi lado, te tome de la mano y fuimos felices durante tres minutos, al terminar la canción tu mano se desvaneció y recordé que ya no estabas conmigo, que ya no existías.



Simplemente liberar.