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15.3.03
I love Madonna. Does that seem weird? It does, but I've always liked her, not desperatly, but I like her. Baby, you seem confused. Don't feel like that because you live in my heart and I want you to be happy, please. Listen, girls can be rude and cruel, and so can boys. You need to be a little bit "not nice", you get it? The world is cruel, and if you act like I do, if you act ingenuous, you can lose stuff easily. Love you and it's just great to see that you're thinking of me. Life is a mystery, everyone must stand alone I hear you call my name And it feels like home When you call my name it's like a little prayer I'm down on my knees, I wanna take you there In the midnight hour I can feel your power Just like a prayer you know I'll take you there I hear your voice, it's like an angel sighing I have no choice, I hear your voice Feels like flying I close my eyes, Oh God I think I'm falling Out of the sky, I close my eyes Heaven help me When you call my name it's like a little prayer I'm down on my knees, I wanna take you there In the midnight hour I can feel your power Just like a prayer you know I'll take you there Like a child you whisper softly to me You're in control just like a child Now I'm dancing It's like a dream, no end and no beginning You're here with me, it's like a dream Let the choir sing When you call my name it's like a little prayer I'm down on my knees, I wanna take you there In the midnight hour I can feel your power Just like a prayer you know I'll take you there Just like a prayer, your voice can take me there Just like a muse to me, you are a mystery Just like a dream, you are not what you seem Just like a prayer, no choice your voice can take me there Just like a prayer, I'll take you there It's like a dream to me Comments: 11.3.03
Apenas Mais Uma de Amor (Lulu Santos) Eu gosto tanto de você que até prefiro esconder deixa assim ficar subentendido Como uma idéia que existe na cabeça e não tem a menor obrigação de acontecer Eu acho tão bonito isso de ser abstrato baby a beleza é mesmo tão fulgás É uma idéia que existe na cabeça e não tem a menor pretensão de convencer Pode até parecer fraqueza pois que seja fraqueza então a alegria que me dá isso faz sem eu dizer Se amanhã não for nada disso caberá só a mim esquecer o que eu ganho o que eu perco ninguém precisa saber Comments: |