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Talking To The Moon
quinta-feira, 2 de junho de 2011 | 20:59 | Link do post | 0 comments
 I know you're somewhere out there Somewhere far away I want you back I want you back My neighbors think I'm crazy But they don't understand You're all I have You're all I have At night when the stars Light up my room I sit by myself Talking to the moon Try to get to you In hopes you're on The other side Talking to me too Or am I a fool Who sits alone Talking to the moon I'm feeling like I'm famous The talk of the town They say I've gone mad Yeah, I've gone mad But they don't know What I know Cause when the Sun goes down Someone's talking back Yeah, they're talking back At night when the stars Light up my room I sit by myself Talking to the moon Try to get to you In hopes you're on The other side Talking to me too Or am I a fool Who sits alone Talking to the moon Do you ever hear me calling? Cause every night I'm talking to the moon Still trying to get to you In hopes you're on The other side Talking to me too Or am I a fool Who sits alone Talking to the moon I know you're somewhere out there Somewhere far away. Música: Talking To The Moon Artista: Bruno Mars |
Poetry [...] Eu sou frio, sou quente; Sou rútilo, sou desvanecido; Sou fiel, sou pérfido; Sou singular, sou plural; Eu sou um paradoxo, onde nem o meu eu é capaz de entender. Blogger |
