"Happy ending"
This is the way you left me,
I'm not pretending.
No hope, no love, no glory,
No Happy Ending.
This is the way that we love,
Like it's forever.
Then live the rest of our life,
But not together.
Wake up in the morning, stumble on my life
Can't get no love without sacrifice
If anything should happen,
I guess I wish you well
A little bit of heaven, but a little bit of hell
This is the hardest story that I've ever told
No hope, or love, or glory
Happy endings gone forever more
I feel as if I feel as if I'm wastin'
And I'm wastin' everyday
This is the way you left me,
I'm not pretending.
No hope, no love, no glory,
No Happy Ending.
This is the way that we love,
Like it's forever.
Then live the rest of our life,
But not together.
2 o'clock in the morning, something's on my mind
Can't get no rest; keep walkin' around
If I pretend that nothin' ever went wrong,
I can get to my sleep
I can think that we just carried on
This is the hardest story that I've ever told
No hope, or love, or glory
Happy endings gone forever more
I feel as if I feel as if I'm wastin'
And I'm wastin' everyday
This is the way you left me,
I'm not pretending.
No hope, no love, no glory,
No Happy Ending.
This is the way that we love,
Like it's forever.
Then live the rest of our life,
But not together.
A Little bit of love, little bit of love
Little bit of love, little bit of love
I feel as if I feel as if I'm wastin'
And I'm wastin' everyday
This is the way you left me,
I'm not pretending.
No hope, no love, no glory,
No Happy Ending.
This is the way that we love,
Like it's forever.
To live the rest of our life,
But not together
"Over my shoulder"
Over my shoulder.
Running away.
Feels like I'm falling.
Losing my day.
Cold!
And dry!
Cold!
And dry.
Forgot my daylight.
Torture my night.
Feels like I'm falling.
Far out of sight.
Cold!
Drunk!
Tired!
Lost.
Over my shoulder.
Running away.
Feels like I'm falling.
Losing my way.
Cold!
Dry!
Cold!
And dry.
Forgot my daylight.
Torture my night.
Feels like I'm falling.
Far out of sight.
Cold!
Drunk!
Cold!
And drunk
"Si me preguntan qué es mi poesía debo decirles: no sé; pero si le preguntan a mi poesía, ella les dirá quién soy yo".
Pablo Neruda
miércoles, 8 de agosto de 2007
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