2007/04/12
Procuro captar de forma tosca e amadora a alma de cada olhar, objecto ou ser que fotografo... Transmitindo-a, torno-a eterna.
Segundos Recentes
- Marrocos
- Questão do dia
- A Chuva desce a Ladeira
- Inverno
- Too special to be in a shoe box
- Frio
- Get over You
- Citação do dia
- Cunhas e Contra-Cunhas?
- Banda Sonora do Momento
1 Olhares:
there’s still a little bit of your taste in my mouth
there’s still a little bit of you laced with my doubt
it’s still a little hard to say what's going on
there’s still a little bit of your ghost your weakness
there’s still a little bit of your face i haven't kissed
you step a little closer to me
so close I can´t see what´s going on
stones taught me to fly
love taught me to lie
life taught me to die
so it's not hard to fall
when you float like a cannonball
there’s still a little bit of your song in my ear
there’s still a little bit of your words i long to hear
you step a little closer each day
still I can´t see what´s going on
stones taught me to fly
love taught me to lie
life taught me to die
so it's not hard to fall
when you float like a cannon..
stones taught me to fly
and love just taught me to cry
so come on courage
teach me to be shy
cause it's not hard to fall
and i don't wanna scare her
it's not hard to fall
and i don't wanna lose
it's not hard to grow
when you know that you just don't know
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