Para meu filho. by Deise

                                                                                     

                     Oh Girl

Paul Young

Oh, girl

I'd be in trouble if you left me now

'Cause I don't know where to look for love

I just don't know how

Oh, girl

How I depend on you

To give me love when I need it

Right on time you would always be

All my friends call me a fool

They say, "let the woman take care of you"

So I try to be hip and think like the crowd

But even the crowd can't help me now, oh-oh-oh

Oh, girl

Tell me, what am I gonna do

I know I got a guilty face

Girl, I feel so out of place, oh yeah

(1:don't know where to go, who to see, yeah)

Oh, girl

I guess I better go

I can save myself a lot of useless tears

Girl I've gotta get away from here

Oh, girl

Pain will double if you leave me now

'Cause I don't know where to look for love

And I don't, I don't know how

(2: Oh, girl, why do I love you so... yeah...)

(3: Better be on my way, I can't stay)

(4: Have you ever seen such a helpless man)

Um filhote de grilo em cima de um banco de madeira, pintado com tinta esmalte preta. Deu nisso. Não paro nunca de me surpreender.. E percebo que maquina boa eu tenho. Achada um dia as 5h da manhã, caminhando sozinha, em alguma trilha na ILha do Mel. by Deise

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Credito foto: Deise Branndão

Tem pessoas que não conseguem subir as escadas, mas tentam chacoalhar as dos outros para derrubar a quem eles invejam.

Porque tô de boa, romãntica. coisa bem rara... logo... quando ocorre canto e danço. Festejo. by Deise

 

 

Slave To Love

Bryan Ferry & Roxy Music

Tell her I'll be waiting
In the usual place
With the tired and weary
There's no escape
To need a woman
You've got to know
How the strong get weak
And the rich get poor
You're running with me
Don't touch the ground
We're restless hearted
Not the chained and bound
The sky is burning
A sea of flame
Though your world is changing
I will be the same
The storm is breaking
Or so it seems
We're too young to reason
Too grown up to dream
Now spring is turning
Your face to mine
I can hear your laughter
I can see your smile
No I can't escape
I'm a slave to love

Just My Imagination

The Cranberries

There was a game we used to play

We would hit the town on Friday night

And stay in bed until Sunday

We used to be so free

We were living for the love we had and

Living not for reality

Just my imagination

It was

Just my imagination

It was

There was a time I used to pray

I have always kept my faith in love

It's the greatest thing from the man above

The game I used to play

I've always put my cards upon the table

Let never be said that I'd be unstable

Just my imagination

It was

Just my imagination

It was

There is a game I like to play

I like to hit the town on Friday night

And stay in bed until Sunday

We'll always be this free

We will be living for the love we have

Living not for reality

It's not my imagination

It was

Not my imagination

It was

Not mine, not mine, not mine, not mine....