Sunday, November 13, 2005

Somedays

Não existe coisa mais eficiente pra trazer de volta uma lembrança, que música.
Som do carro, indo pra locadora, toca somedays, do Paul.
Coisa improvável de acontecer, mas me trouxe uma lembrança muito boa, de dias bons que já tive.
Sem vontade que volte, sem lamentar que passou. Só uma nostalgia saudável, daquela que faz bem (que até então eu não imaginava existir).
Só pra lembrar que existem dias assim.



Eis a letra:

Somedays I look
I look at you with eyes that shine
Somedays I don'tI don't believe that you are mine
It's no good asking me what time of day it is,
Who won the match or scored the goal
Somedays I lookSomedays
I look into your soul

Sometimes I laugh
I laugh to think how young we were.
Sometimes it's hard
It's hard to know which way to turn

Don't ask me where I found that picture on the wall
How much it cost or what it's worth
Sometimes I laugh
I laugh to think how young we were

We don't need anybody else
To tell us what is real
Inside each one of us is love
And we know how it feels

Somedays I cry,
I cry for those who live in fear
Somedays I don't
I don't remember why I'm here

No use reminding me, it's just the way it is
Who ran the race or came in first
Somedays I cry,
I cry for those who fear the worst

We don't need anybody else
To tell us what is real
Inside each one of us is love
And we know how it feels

Somedays I look,
I look at you with eyes that shine
Somedays I don't
I don't believe that you are mine

It's no good asking me what time of day it is,
Who won the match or scored the goal
Somedays I look
Somedays I look into your soul

3 Comments:

Blogger João Gabriel Veras said...

Esse disco do Paul me lembra quando eu era jovem.

3:35 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

adoro nostalgias.

2:39 PM  
Blogger A.L. said...

Lares espaçosos; ser... uuuuuuuuh!!! =P

6:08 PM  

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