martes, 8 de febrero de 2011

WHY!

Por que nadie  
(o no las personas más importantes para mi) 
se ponen bien, cuándo estoy bien?
Nadie cree que tengo todo bajo control
Nadie confía en que soy feliz y que cambié
NADIE CREE EN MI
Pero saben que?
YO SÍ CREO EN MÍ

domingo, 6 de febrero de 2011

back to december ?

I'm so glad you made time to see me
how's life, tell me how's your family?
I haven't seen them in a while
you've been good, busier then ever
we small talk, work and the weather
your guard is up and I know why 
(My guard is up..)
'cause the last time you saw me 
(I saw you)
is still burned in the back of your mind
(you still burned in my back of my mind)
you gave me roses and I left them there to die
(I gave you roses and you left them there to die)
so this is me swallowing my pride
(this is you..)
standing in front of you saying I'm sorry for that night
(you in front of me.. )
and I go back to december all the time
turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you
(missing me)
wishing that I realized what I had when you were mine
(were yours)
I'd go back to december, turn around and make it all right
I go back to december all the time
these days I haven't been sleeping
staying up playing back myself leaving
when your birthday passed and I didn't call
and I think about summer, all the beautiful times
I watched you laughing from the passenger side
realized that I loved you in the fall
(you loved me..)
then the cold came, the dark days when fear crept into my mind
you gave me all your love and all I gave you was goodbye
(I gave you all my love and all you gave was your goodbye)
so this is me swallowing my pride
(this is you..)
standing in front of you saying I'm sorry for that night
(you in front of me.. )
and I go back to december all the time
turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you
(missing me)
wishing that I realized what I had when you were mine
(were yours)
I'd go back to december, turn around and make it all right
I go back to december all the time
I miss your tan skin, your sweet smile, so good to me, so right
and how you held me in your arms that september night
the first time you ever saw me cry
maybe this is wishful thinking 
probably mindless dreaming
if we loved again I swear I'd love you right
I'd go back in time and change it but I can't
so if the chain is on your door, I understand
but this is my swallowing my pride
standing in front of you saying I'm sorry for that night
and I go back to december..
turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you
wishing that I realized what I had when you were mine
I'd go back to december turn around and make it alright
I'd go back to december turn around and change my own mind
I go back to december all the time
all the time..

martes, 1 de febrero de 2011

Girl

Is there anybody going to listen to my story
all about the girl who came to stay?
she's the kind of girl you want so much
it makes you sorry..
still, you don't regret a single day..
oh girl... Girl..
when I think of all the times
I've tried so hard to leave her
she will turn to me and start to cry
and she promises the earth to me 
and I believe her
after all this times I don't know why..
oh girl, Girl..
she's the kind of girl who puts you down
when friends are there, you feel a fool..
when you say she's looking good
she acts as if it's understood
she's cool, cool, cool..
girl... girl..
was she told when she was young that pain
would lead to pleasure?
did she understand it when they said..
that a man must break his back to earn
his day of leisure?
will she still believe it when he's dead?
oh girl.. girl..