quinta-feira, novembro 10, 2005

High and Dry

Two jumps in a week
I bet you think that's pretty clever
don't you boy
Flying on your motorcycle
Watching all the ground beneath you drop
You'd kill yourself for recognition
Kill yourself to never ever stop
You broke another mirror
You're turning into something you are not

Don't leave me high
Don't leave me dry
Don't leave me high
Don't leave me dry

Drying up in conversation
You will be the one who cannot talk & all your insides
fall to pieces
You just sit there wishing you
could still make love
They're the ones who'll hate
you when you think you've got
the world all sussed out
They're the ones who'll spit at you
You will be the one screaming out

Don't leave me high
Don't leave me dry
Don't leave me high
Don't leave me dry

It's the best thing that you
ever had
It's the best thing that you
ever had
The best thing that you've had has gone away

So don't leave me high
Don't leave me dry
Don't leave me high
don't leave me dry

1 comentário:

sílvia dias disse...

Essa música é qualquer coisa muito muito especial... :)