25.11.07

[we shall not 'pacoviate'!!!]

We walked arm in arm, but I didn't feel his touch. A desire I'd first tried to hide, that tingling inside was gone. And when he asked me: 'do you still love me?' I had to look away. I didn't want to tell him that my heart grows colder with each day... When you love someone, but the thrill is gone, and your kisses at night are replaced with tears. And when your dreams are wrong, a train to train-wreck town. Then I ask you now, what's a girl to do? He said he'd take me away, that we'd work things out. And I didn't want to tell him, but it was then I had to say: Over the times we've shared, It's all blackened out. And my bat lightning heart wants to fly away. When you love someone, but the thrill is gone, and your kisses at night are replaced with tears. And when your dreams are wrong, a train to train-wreck town. Then I ask you now, what's a girl to do? what's a girl to do? what's a girl to do? what's a girl to do?

what's a girl to do?
bat for lashes


a música é lindíssima, o vídeo soberbo! um obrigada ao João Mexia por me ofertar tão bons vícios. [e outro ao meu fornecedor oficial!]

2 comentários:

Daniel MP disse...

Ah!Ah!
Estava aqui o que eu procurava, afinal de contas.
;)

franksy! disse...

alertar sempre o outro no caso do empacovianço ser excessivo/notável!

e a música, não é linda???!!!