Coisas que me enchem a alma...

Segunda-feira, 20 de Abril de 2009

A tocar na Jukebox...

The Trash Can Sinatras

esta música faz-me imaginar num carro a rodar uma Route 66, rodeada de malmequeres

(eu sei que não existem, mas na minha imaginação até planto girassóis na Sibéria)

How Can I Apply

There's a boy up here
Who wants you to love him
But he can't ignore his fears
There's a girl down there
Who wants you to love her
Like you did this time last year

And I could fill that hole for you
How can I apply to you?
I could fill that hole for you some way

Morning light I feel
Come and make a meal of me
I'm hot this morning
And I must say miss, this dish is delicious
You can have some more for dinner

And I will fill that hole for you
How can I apply for you?
I could fill that hole for you someday

There's a dream somewhere
That's never been spoken
Here's your busfare somewhere else
Where you can spend your days
All shattered and broken
Til you're gone goodbye forever

But I could fill that hole for you
How can I apply for you?
I could fill that hole for you some way
I could fill that hole for you
How can I apply to you?
I'll be whole for you someday, some way

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