26.12.09

O que as mulheres querem

 

 

There's something about you
I wanna rescue
I don't even know you
So what does that mean

Maybe I'm cynical
Painfully logical
You're tragic and beautiful
And that's good enough for me

You're looking for a hero
But it's just my old tattoo
Tonight I swear I'd sell my soul
To be a hero for you

Who's gonna save you when the stars fall from your sky?
Who's gonna pull you in when the tide gets too high?
Who's gonna hold you when you turn out the lights?
I won't lie
I wish that I
Could be your superman tonight

If somebody sent you
An angel to save you
What would you tell him
To turn him away

That your heart dont break?
That your lips don't kiss?
That life is just a lie?
That heaven don't exist?

Who's gonna fix you
The next time you break down
Stranded alone by the side of the road
With your baggage that's dragging you down
Don't look back, let it go

4 comentários:

spritof disse...

Hello Cat...
:)

And what do you want?

Masturbatrix disse...

É!
Completamente!
Tb conheces o "fenómeno"?

É este e o Tony.
A diferença é que um é da Pampilhosa da Serra e o outro de New Jersey...

Já agora,a titulo informativo e sem sair do tema, há tb as que curtem bué as sirenes do inem.

Felizes festas! :)

Cat disse...

Spritof, my friend, I believe who know. :)

Beijo para ti



Masturbatrix, nada disso. É a letra...
Boas Festas!

spritof disse...

Maybe I don't know... maybe you don't know... or do you really know?

Sometimes we believe we want something, only to find out (usually the hard way) that's not really what we really wanted (or needed)...

:)

Kiss