terça-feira, novembro 29, 2005

One of us...(saudades)

One of us is crying
One of us is lying
In her lonely bed
Staring at the ceiling
Wishing she was somewhere else instead
One of us is lonely
One of us is only
Waiting for a call
Sorry for herself, feeling stupid feeling small
Wishing she had never left at all
Never left at all
...
You're never with me
You're never near me
What time is it?
What time?
Who's time is this?
Give yourself a chance to breath
I'll give you the room you need
You're never here
You're never near here
What day is this?
What day?
Who's day is this?
Put me in your supermarket list
I'm here, I'm real, It's true, I do exist
Today you may feel a little sleepy
Maybe the morning is too soon
I guess I'll have to borrow
One of your sunny afternoons
But afternoons they never come
There's nothing left for me to borrow
I guess I'll try again tomorrow
I guess I'll try again tomorrow
I guess I'll try again tomorrow
I guess I'll try again tomorrow
You're wasting me
You're breaking, you're wasting me
Can this be love?
Is this?
Who's love is this?
What is wrong with you I don't know
No place in you for me
And me, I need you so
And if you want to be by yourself
No one disturbing, that's alright
I guess I'll have to borrow
A little of yourself tonight
But tonight it never comes
There's nothing left for me to borrow
I guess I'll try again tomorrow
I guess I'll try again tomorrow
I guess I'll try again tomorrow
I guess I'll try again tomorrow
It may seem a little hollow
But I'll try again tomorrow
There's nothing left for me to borrow
I guess I'll try again tomorrow

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