sexta-feira, 15 de dezembro de 2017

Weirdo

Don't you know?
She's too weird to fit in

Oh baby,
You have no idea
What she's thinking.

I'm starting to believe
That she has no fear.
Can you see?

Oh baby,
You have no idea
What she's thinking.

She's got a hand that's
Always free
And the other is
Busy: drinking.

Oh baby,
You have no idea
What she's thinking.

Oh no
Oh no
She's looking straight at me
And I know
I'm sink in.



domingo, 10 de dezembro de 2017

Woman

She carries the world on her back
But feels it in her chest.

She's a bit lost
So i do not know
where she's looking at.

But i sure know
that
she took my breath. (away)

quinta-feira, 25 de maio de 2017

Grave of the Firefly

She's nearly a girl
With only a few years old,
But
Already knows
A few words (and fears too)

Fly fly Mr. Firefly.
Fly fly Mr. Firefly.
Dive into
the night sky.


She cries in hunger
For her Brother,
Since
She has no
Mother
or Father.

Oh boy,
She's a bother.

segunda-feira, 15 de maio de 2017

My love,

I feel
the breeze
on my face.

I feel
the music
on my skin.

I feel
the sun on my head


I was at the right place,
where spring
had flowers and birds
That could sing our song.
Right? (haha)

And now
I feel so strong
Since you came along...