<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098380524968454514</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:10:46.190Z</updated><title type='text'>Music and Lyrics</title><subtitle type='html'>Não vivo sem música, por isso ficam aqui registadas as músicas que marcaram e que continuam a marcar a minha vida...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03415057806633903433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098380524968454514.post-353473386467122783</id><published>2008-06-01T13:18:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T13:31:37.167+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Arithmetics</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VPsvlDMwbVg&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VPsvlDMwbVg&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Estou Feliz... Encontrei a minha paz, finalmente... Encontrei alguém que me dá força e ao mesmo tempo me acalma, encontrei alguém que me completa de uma forma extremamente arrasadora, alguém que me deixa bem comigo, com ele e com os outros... &lt;br /&gt;Alguém fantástico... quase me arrisco a dizer... perfeito... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Hold me now&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Arithmetics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Into temptation, over in doubt&lt;br /&gt;Black night, neonlight into my house&lt;br /&gt;talking talking talking about&lt;br /&gt;Out of frustration, over in doubt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold me now, I'm hoping that you can explain&lt;br /&gt;Little Arithmetics&lt;br /&gt;Got me down, they're fooling me again and again&lt;br /&gt;Little Arithmetics&lt;br /&gt;Got me down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel like going down south Sometimes I'm feeling alright&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel like I'm over and out Sometimes I'm losing my mind&lt;br /&gt;Talking talking talking about Sometimes the day is the night&lt;br /&gt;Into temptation, over in doubt Sometimes I don't wanna fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold me now,&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping that you can explain&lt;br /&gt;Little Arithmetics&lt;br /&gt;Got me down, they're fooling me again and again&lt;br /&gt;Little Arithmetics&lt;br /&gt;Got me down&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098380524968454514-353473386467122783?l=musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/feeds/353473386467122783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4098380524968454514&amp;postID=353473386467122783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/353473386467122783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/353473386467122783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/2008/06/little-arithmetics.html' title='Little Arithmetics'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03415057806633903433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098380524968454514.post-6261478683582729708</id><published>2008-05-11T11:44:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T11:47:38.906+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Suedehead</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PR5LS_LAnWw&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PR5LS_LAnWw&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You wanted us this way... now it's time to move on... I'm so sorry... but I'll leave you alone in the dark... My light is coming up now!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suedehead&lt;br /&gt;Why do you come here ?&lt;br /&gt;And why do you hang around ?&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you come here&lt;br /&gt;When you know it makes things hard for me ?&lt;br /&gt;When you know, oh&lt;br /&gt;Why do you come ?&lt;br /&gt;Why do you telephone ? (Hmm...)&lt;br /&gt;And why send me silly notes ?&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you come here&lt;br /&gt;When you know it makes things hard for me ?&lt;br /&gt;When you know, oh&lt;br /&gt;Why do you come ?&lt;br /&gt;You had to sneak into my room&lt;br /&gt;'just' to read my diary&lt;br /&gt;"It was just to see, just to see"&lt;br /&gt;(All the things you knew I'd written about you...)&lt;br /&gt;Oh, so many illustrations&lt;br /&gt;Oh, but&lt;br /&gt;I'm so very sickened&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I am so sickened now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it was a good lay, good lay&lt;br /&gt;It was a good lay, good lay&lt;br /&gt;It was a good lay, good lay&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;It was a good lay, good lay&lt;br /&gt;It was a good lay, good lay&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it was a good lay, good lay&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it was a good lay&lt;br /&gt;It was a good lay&lt;br /&gt;Oh, a good lay&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it was a good lay&lt;br /&gt;Good lay, good lay&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;It was a good lay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098380524968454514-6261478683582729708?l=musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/feeds/6261478683582729708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4098380524968454514&amp;postID=6261478683582729708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/6261478683582729708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/6261478683582729708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/2008/05/suedehead.html' title='Suedehead'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03415057806633903433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098380524968454514.post-4446649889918648585</id><published>2008-05-10T08:53:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T21:47:32.129+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Make Me Bad In Between Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Krf9_Ktupcw&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Krf9_Ktupcw&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Make me bad"... Thats what you did to me... now there is nothing else you can do...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make Me Bad In Between Days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am watching the rise and fall of my salvation,&lt;br /&gt;There's so much shit around me,&lt;br /&gt;Such a lack of compassion,&lt;br /&gt;I thought it would be fun and games (would be fun and games),&lt;br /&gt;Instead it's all the same (it's all the same).&lt;br /&gt;I want something to do,&lt;br /&gt;Need to feel the sickness in you,&lt;br /&gt;I feel the reason as it's leaving me, no, not&lt;br /&gt;again (Make me bad)&lt;br /&gt;Its quite deceiving as I'm feeling the flesh make&lt;br /&gt;me bad (Make me bad)&lt;br /&gt;I feel the reason as it's leaving me, no, not&lt;br /&gt;again (Make me bad)&lt;br /&gt;Its quite deceiving as I'm feeling the flesh make&lt;br /&gt;me bad (Make me bad)&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I got so old,&lt;br /&gt;I felt like I could die.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday away from you,&lt;br /&gt;it made me want to cry.&lt;br /&gt;Go on, go on,&lt;br /&gt;just walk away,&lt;br /&gt;go on, go on,&lt;br /&gt;your choice is made.&lt;br /&gt;Go on, go on,&lt;br /&gt;and disappear,&lt;br /&gt;go on, go on,&lt;br /&gt;away from here.&lt;br /&gt;And I know I was wrong,&lt;br /&gt;when I said it was true,&lt;br /&gt;that it couldn't be me, and be her,&lt;br /&gt;inbetween without you...&lt;br /&gt;Without you...&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I got so scared,&lt;br /&gt;I shivered like a child.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday away from you,&lt;br /&gt;It froze me deep inside.&lt;br /&gt;Come back, come back,&lt;br /&gt;Don't walk away,&lt;br /&gt;Come back, come back,&lt;br /&gt;Come back today.&lt;br /&gt;Come back, come back,&lt;br /&gt;Why can't you see,&lt;br /&gt;Come back, come back,&lt;br /&gt;Come back to me.&lt;br /&gt;And I know I was wrong,&lt;br /&gt;when I said it was true,&lt;br /&gt;that it couldn't be me, and be her,&lt;br /&gt;inbetween without you...&lt;br /&gt;Without you...&lt;br /&gt;All I do is look for you.&lt;br /&gt;I need my fiction, need you, too.&lt;br /&gt;Just to get some sort of.. attention. Attention.&lt;br /&gt;What does it mean to you? (does it mean to you?)&lt;br /&gt;For me its something I just do. (I just do)&lt;br /&gt;I want something.&lt;br /&gt;I need to feel the sickness in you.&lt;br /&gt;I feel the reason as it's leaving me, no, not&lt;br /&gt;again. (make me bad)&lt;br /&gt;Its quite decieving as I'm feeling the flesh make me bad. (make me bad)&lt;br /&gt;I feel the reason as it's leaving me, no, not&lt;br /&gt;again. (make me bad)&lt;br /&gt;Its quite decieving as I'm feeling the flesh make me bad. (make me bad)&lt;br /&gt;Come back, Come back...&lt;br /&gt;Make me bad...&lt;br /&gt;Come back, Come back, back to me..&lt;br /&gt;Make me bad...&lt;br /&gt;C'mon why can't you see?&lt;br /&gt;Make me bad...&lt;br /&gt;Come back, come back come back to me..&lt;br /&gt;Without you...&lt;br /&gt;Make me bad...&lt;br /&gt;Without you...&lt;br /&gt;Make me bad...&lt;br /&gt;Without you...&lt;br /&gt;Make me bad...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098380524968454514-4446649889918648585?l=musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/feeds/4446649889918648585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4098380524968454514&amp;postID=4446649889918648585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/4446649889918648585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/4446649889918648585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/2008/05/make-me-bad-in-between-days.html' title='Make Me Bad In Between Days'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03415057806633903433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098380524968454514.post-1658378808100918241</id><published>2008-05-02T15:37:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T08:22:10.502+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Blackout</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tNlvhPiTdV4&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tNlvhPiTdV4&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não sei o que dizer... tou em blackout... qualquer dia vou dar o tilt...&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blackout&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't kid yourself &lt;br /&gt;And don't fool yourself. &lt;br /&gt;This love's too good to last, &lt;br /&gt;And I'm too old to change. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't grow up too fast &lt;br /&gt;And don't embrace the past. &lt;br /&gt;This life's too good to last, &lt;br /&gt;And I'm too young to care. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't kid yourself &lt;br /&gt;And don't fool yourself. &lt;br /&gt;This life could be the last &lt;br /&gt;And you're too young to see. &lt;br /&gt;Woah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098380524968454514-1658378808100918241?l=musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/feeds/1658378808100918241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4098380524968454514&amp;postID=1658378808100918241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/1658378808100918241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/1658378808100918241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/2008/05/blackout.html' title='Blackout'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03415057806633903433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098380524968454514.post-7084416363631356492</id><published>2008-05-01T10:40:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T11:03:48.370+01:00</updated><title type='text'>In Between Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4CgWhNSD3KI&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4CgWhNSD3KI&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Come back come back&lt;br /&gt;Dont walk away&lt;br /&gt;Come back come back&lt;br /&gt;Come back today&lt;br /&gt;Come back come back&lt;br /&gt;Why cant you see&lt;br /&gt;Come back come back&lt;br /&gt;Come back to me"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Between Days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I got so old&lt;br /&gt;I felt like I could die&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I got so old&lt;br /&gt;It made me want to cry&lt;br /&gt;Go on go on&lt;br /&gt;Just walk away&lt;br /&gt;Go on go on&lt;br /&gt;Your choice is made&lt;br /&gt;Go on go on&lt;br /&gt;And disappear&lt;br /&gt;Go on go on&lt;br /&gt;Away from here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know I was wrong&lt;br /&gt;When I said it was true&lt;br /&gt;That I couldnt be me and be her&lt;br /&gt;Inbetween without you&lt;br /&gt;Without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I got so scared&lt;br /&gt;I shivered like a child&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday away from you&lt;br /&gt;It froze me deep inside&lt;br /&gt;Come back come back&lt;br /&gt;Dont walk away&lt;br /&gt;Come back come back&lt;br /&gt;Come back today&lt;br /&gt;Come back come back&lt;br /&gt;Why can't you see&lt;br /&gt;Come back come back&lt;br /&gt;Come back to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know I was wrong&lt;br /&gt;When I said it was true&lt;br /&gt;That I couldn't be me and be her&lt;br /&gt;Inbetween without you&lt;br /&gt;Without you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098380524968454514-7084416363631356492?l=musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/feeds/7084416363631356492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4098380524968454514&amp;postID=7084416363631356492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/7084416363631356492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/7084416363631356492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/2008/05/in-between-days.html' title='In Between Days'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03415057806633903433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098380524968454514.post-3028949723370317665</id><published>2008-04-26T09:50:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T13:24:37.004+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Indie Rock and Roll</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YyStCJbZQds&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YyStCJbZQds&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"No sex, no drugs, no life, no love" What do you care???&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indie Rock and Roll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glamorous&lt;br /&gt;Indie rock'n'roll is what I want&lt;br /&gt;It's in my soul, it's what I need&lt;br /&gt;Indie rock'n'roll, it's time &lt;br /&gt;Two of us&lt;br /&gt;Flipping through a thrift store magazine&lt;br /&gt;She plays the drums, I'm on tambourine&lt;br /&gt;Bet your, your bottom dollar on me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Indie rock'n'roll for me&lt;br /&gt;It's Indie rock'n'roll for me&lt;br /&gt;It's all I need&lt;br /&gt;It's Indie rock'n'roll for me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a clutch&lt;br /&gt;I'm talking every word for all the boys&lt;br /&gt;Electric girls with worn down toys&lt;br /&gt;Make it up, break it up, what do you care&lt;br /&gt;Oh what do you care? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take my twist with a shout&lt;br /&gt;A coffee shop with a cause, then I'll freak you out&lt;br /&gt;No sex, no drugs, no life, no love&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to today &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay if you wanna love me, stay&lt;br /&gt;Oh don't be shy, let's cause a scene&lt;br /&gt;Like lovers do on silver screens&lt;br /&gt;Let's make it yeah, we'll cause a scene &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Indie rock'n'roll for me&lt;br /&gt;It's Indie rock'n'roll for me&lt;br /&gt;It's all I need&lt;br /&gt;It's Indie rock'n'roll for me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a clutch&lt;br /&gt;I'm talking every word for all the boys&lt;br /&gt;It's Indie rock'n'roll for me&lt;br /&gt;It's all I need&lt;br /&gt;Makin' up, breakin' up, what do you care&lt;br /&gt;What do you care?&lt;br /&gt;It's Indie rock'n'roll for me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two of us&lt;br /&gt;Flipping through a thrift store magazine&lt;br /&gt;It's Indie rock'n'roll for me&lt;br /&gt;It's all I need&lt;br /&gt;Makin' up, breakin' up, what do you care&lt;br /&gt;What do you care?&lt;br /&gt;It's Indie rock'n'roll for me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098380524968454514-3028949723370317665?l=musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/feeds/3028949723370317665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4098380524968454514&amp;postID=3028949723370317665' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/3028949723370317665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/3028949723370317665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/2008/04/indie-rock-and-roll.html' title='Indie Rock and Roll'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03415057806633903433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098380524968454514.post-3628510777783471474</id><published>2008-04-22T10:49:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T11:19:31.405+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I Miss You</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mO1S1Yq-u2U&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mO1S1Yq-u2U&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everytime I close my eyes, I can see you smilling at me, I can feel you touching me.... is this what you want from me? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Miss You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see you when I wake up&lt;br /&gt;Is a gift I didn't think could be real.&lt;br /&gt;To know that you feel the same as I do&lt;br /&gt;Is a three-fold, Utopian dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You do something to me that I can't explain.&lt;br /&gt;So would I be out of line if I said "I miss you"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see your picture.&lt;br /&gt;I smell your skin on&lt;br /&gt;The empty pillow next to mine.&lt;br /&gt;You have only been gone ten days,&lt;br /&gt;But already I'm wasting away.&lt;br /&gt;I know I'll see you again&lt;br /&gt;Whether far or soon.&lt;br /&gt;But I need you to know that I care,&lt;br /&gt;And I miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098380524968454514-3628510777783471474?l=musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/feeds/3628510777783471474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4098380524968454514&amp;postID=3628510777783471474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/3628510777783471474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/3628510777783471474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-miss-you.html' title='I Miss You'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03415057806633903433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098380524968454514.post-3971746687804932306</id><published>2008-04-15T21:36:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T21:45:11.263+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Space Between</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LFveLa6dXlY&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LFveLa6dXlY&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;If there was no space between... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will always wait for you, love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this wrong or right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come and walk out of here with me... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think... I do... I definitely do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Space Between &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cannot quit me so quickly&lt;br /&gt;There's no hope in you for me&lt;br /&gt;No corner you could squeeze me&lt;br /&gt;But I got all the time for you, love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Space Between&lt;br /&gt;The tears we cry&lt;br /&gt;Is the laughter keeps us coming back for more&lt;br /&gt;The Space Between&lt;br /&gt;The wicked lies we tell&lt;br /&gt;And hope to keep safe from the pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But will I hold you again?&lt;br /&gt;These fickle, fuddled words confuse me&lt;br /&gt;Like 'Will it rain today?'&lt;br /&gt;Waste the hours with talking, talking&lt;br /&gt;These twisted games we're playing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're strange allies&lt;br /&gt;With warring hearts&lt;br /&gt;What wild-eyed beast you be&lt;br /&gt;The Space Between&lt;br /&gt;The wicked lies we tell&lt;br /&gt;And hope to keep safe from the pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I hold you again?&lt;br /&gt;Will I hold...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at us spinning out in&lt;br /&gt;The madness of a roller coaster&lt;br /&gt;You know you went off like a devil&lt;br /&gt;In a church in the middle of a crowded room&lt;br /&gt;All we can do, my love&lt;br /&gt;Is hope we don't take this ship down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Space Between&lt;br /&gt;Where you're smiling high&lt;br /&gt;Is where you'll find me if I get to go&lt;br /&gt;The Space Between&lt;br /&gt;The bullets in our firefight&lt;br /&gt;Is where I'll be hiding, waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;The rain that falls&lt;br /&gt;Splash in your heart&lt;br /&gt;Ran like sadness down the window into...&lt;br /&gt;The Space Between&lt;br /&gt;Our wicked lies&lt;br /&gt;Is where we hope to keep safe from pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take my hand&lt;br /&gt;'Cause we're walking out of here&lt;br /&gt;Oh, right out of here&lt;br /&gt;Love is all we need here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Space Between&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong and right&lt;br /&gt;Is where you'll find me hiding, waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;The Space Between&lt;br /&gt;Your heart and mine&lt;br /&gt;Is the space we'll fill with time&lt;br /&gt;The Space Between...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098380524968454514-3971746687804932306?l=musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/feeds/3971746687804932306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4098380524968454514&amp;postID=3971746687804932306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/3971746687804932306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/3971746687804932306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/2008/04/space-between.html' title='The Space Between'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03415057806633903433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098380524968454514.post-1461998281896302102</id><published>2008-04-14T11:33:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T11:34:51.939+01:00</updated><title type='text'>If I Had It All</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/T0654n_F9UA&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/T0654n_F9UA&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I had you, I would have it all... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I Had It All&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I can't move my feet it seems&lt;br /&gt;As if I'm stuck in the ground somehow like a tree&lt;br /&gt;As if I can't even breathe&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and my screams come whispering out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if nobody can even see me&lt;br /&gt;Like a ghost, sometimes I can't see myself&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, then again, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a king&lt;br /&gt;If I had everything&lt;br /&gt;If I had you and I could give you your dreams&lt;br /&gt;If I were giant-sized, on top of it all&lt;br /&gt;Then tell me what in the world would I sing for&lt;br /&gt;If I had it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel lost&lt;br /&gt;As I pull you out like strings of memories&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could weave them into you&lt;br /&gt;Then I could figure the whole damn puzzle out&lt;br /&gt;Then again, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if I were a king&lt;br /&gt;If I had eveything&lt;br /&gt;If I had you and I could give you your dreams&lt;br /&gt;If I were giant-sized, on top of it all&lt;br /&gt;Then tell me what in the world would I go on for&lt;br /&gt;If I had it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could take anything&lt;br /&gt;If I had no greed to bring&lt;br /&gt;Only the poison that's tainting the clean&lt;br /&gt;Oh, then nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remembering times much younger than me now&lt;br /&gt;When my breath was light&lt;br /&gt;When the world raised me up kind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here mother comforts child&lt;br /&gt;Every moment was waking up&lt;br /&gt;But now I've grown tired... out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had it all, you know&lt;br /&gt;I'd fuck it up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a king&lt;br /&gt;If I had eveything&lt;br /&gt;If I had you and I could give you your dreams&lt;br /&gt;If I were giant-sized, on top of it all&lt;br /&gt;Then tell me what in the world would I sing for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a king&lt;br /&gt;If I had everything, piece by piece&lt;br /&gt;If I had you if i could give you your dreams&lt;br /&gt;If I were giant-sized, on top of it all&lt;br /&gt;Then tell me what in the world would I go on for&lt;br /&gt;If I had it all&lt;br /&gt;If I had it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had it all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098380524968454514-1461998281896302102?l=musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/feeds/1461998281896302102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4098380524968454514&amp;postID=1461998281896302102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/1461998281896302102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/1461998281896302102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/2008/04/if-i-had-it-all.html' title='If I Had It All'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03415057806633903433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098380524968454514.post-7353634957301100177</id><published>2008-04-06T16:33:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T10:21:57.265+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Breathe Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zn2m3n_WXpg&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zn2m3n_WXpg&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Be my friend, hold me, wrap me up, unfold me, I am small, and needy, warm me up&lt;br /&gt;And breathe me"...&lt;br /&gt;Gostava que fosses o meu ar, gostava que fosses o meu mundo... questiono-me em relação a este sentimento, a este click que me fazes sentir de cada vez que entras por aquela porta... gostaria........&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathe Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help, I have done it again&lt;br /&gt;I have been here many times before&lt;br /&gt;Hurt myself again today&lt;br /&gt;And, the worst part is there's no-one else to blame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be my friend&lt;br /&gt;Hold me, wrap me up&lt;br /&gt;Unfold me&lt;br /&gt;I am small&lt;br /&gt;and needy&lt;br /&gt;Warm me up&lt;br /&gt;And breathe me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouch I have lost myself again&lt;br /&gt;Lost myself and I am nowhere to be found,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I think that I might break&lt;br /&gt;Lost myself again and I feel unsafe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be my friend&lt;br /&gt;Hold me, wrap me up&lt;br /&gt;Unfold me&lt;br /&gt;I am small&lt;br /&gt;and needy&lt;br /&gt;Warm me up&lt;br /&gt;And breathe me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be my friend&lt;br /&gt;Hold me, wrap me up&lt;br /&gt;Unfold me&lt;br /&gt;I am small&lt;br /&gt;and needy&lt;br /&gt;Warm me up&lt;br /&gt;And breathe me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098380524968454514-7353634957301100177?l=musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/feeds/7353634957301100177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4098380524968454514&amp;postID=7353634957301100177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/7353634957301100177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/7353634957301100177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/2008/04/breathe-me.html' title='Breathe Me'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03415057806633903433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098380524968454514.post-1487375686993698250</id><published>2008-04-03T08:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T08:52:13.100+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Kill</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qF1wZQzpeKA&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qF1wZQzpeKA&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What if I... What would you do?&lt;br /&gt;"You say you wanted more&lt;br /&gt;What are you waiting for?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not running from you (from you)" (muito pelo contrário, cada vez me aproximo mais...)&lt;br /&gt;Show me... don't bury me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Kill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I wanted to break&lt;br /&gt;Laugh it all off in your face&lt;br /&gt;What would you do?&lt;br /&gt;(oooh ooooh ooooh ooooh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I fell to the floor?&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't take this anymore&lt;br /&gt;What would you do?&lt;br /&gt;(do, do, do)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come break me down&lt;br /&gt;Bury me, bury me!&lt;br /&gt;I am finishing with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I wanted to fight&lt;br /&gt;Beg for the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;What would you do?&lt;br /&gt;(do, do, do)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say you wanted more&lt;br /&gt;What are you waiting for?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not running from you (from you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come break me down&lt;br /&gt;Bury me, bury me!&lt;br /&gt;I am finishing with you!&lt;br /&gt;Look in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;You're killing me, killing me!&lt;br /&gt;All I wanted was you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to be someone else&lt;br /&gt;But nothing seemed to change&lt;br /&gt;I know now, this is who I really I am inside!&lt;br /&gt;Finally found myself! Fighting for a chance I know now,&lt;br /&gt;This is who I really am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, haaah&lt;br /&gt;Ah-ha ohh&lt;br /&gt;Ah, haaah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come break me down&lt;br /&gt;Bury me, bury me!&lt;br /&gt;I am finished with you, you, you!&lt;br /&gt;Look in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;You're killing me, killing me!&lt;br /&gt;All I wanted was you&lt;br /&gt;Come break me down&lt;br /&gt;Break me down, break me down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I wanted to break? (You say you wanted more)&lt;br /&gt;What if I... (What are waiting for?)&lt;br /&gt;What if I... (I'm not running from you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bury me, bury me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098380524968454514-1487375686993698250?l=musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/feeds/1487375686993698250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4098380524968454514&amp;postID=1487375686993698250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/1487375686993698250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/1487375686993698250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/2008/04/kill.html' title='The Kill'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03415057806633903433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098380524968454514.post-3521483511402747013</id><published>2008-03-26T08:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-03-26T08:42:31.038Z</updated><title type='text'>What's Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/chysEoANK7c&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/chysEoANK7c&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;melhor impossível... what's up??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's Up &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25 years and my life is still&lt;br /&gt;Trying to get up that great big hill of hope&lt;br /&gt;For a destination&lt;br /&gt;And I realized quickly when I knew I should&lt;br /&gt;That the world was made up of this brotherhood of man&lt;br /&gt;For whatever that means&lt;br /&gt;And so I cry sometimes&lt;br /&gt;When I'm lying in bed&lt;br /&gt;Just to get it all out&lt;br /&gt;What's in my head&lt;br /&gt;And I am feeling a little peculiar&lt;br /&gt;And so I wake in the morning&lt;br /&gt;And I step outside&lt;br /&gt;And I take a deep breath and I get real high&lt;br /&gt;And I scream at the top of my lungs&lt;br /&gt;What's going on?&lt;br /&gt;And I say, hey hey hey hey&lt;br /&gt;I said hey, what's going on?&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, ooh ooh&lt;br /&gt;And I try, oh my god do I try&lt;br /&gt;I try all the time, in this institution&lt;br /&gt;And I pray, oh my god do I pray&lt;br /&gt;I pray every single day&lt;br /&gt;For a revolution&lt;br /&gt;And so I cry sometimes&lt;br /&gt;When I'm lying in bed&lt;br /&gt;Just to get it all out&lt;br /&gt;What's in my head&lt;br /&gt;And I am feeling a little peculiar&lt;br /&gt;And so I wake in the morning&lt;br /&gt;And I step outside&lt;br /&gt;And I take a deep breath and I get real high&lt;br /&gt;And I scream at the top of my lungs&lt;br /&gt;What's going on?&lt;br /&gt;And I say, hey hey hey hey&lt;br /&gt;I said hey, what's going on?&lt;br /&gt;Twenty - five years and my life is still&lt;br /&gt;Trying to get up that great big hill of hope&lt;br /&gt;For a destination&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098380524968454514-3521483511402747013?l=musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/feeds/3521483511402747013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098380524968454514.post-3226255292335684282</id><published>2008-03-16T08:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-03-16T08:35:08.958Z</updated><title type='text'>Every Day I Love You Less And Less</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xPGZNWz0XAY&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xPGZNWz0XAY&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Every Day I Love You Less And Less"... what else would you expect? ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every Day I Love You Less And Less&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I love you less and less&lt;br /&gt;It's clear to see that you've become obsessed&lt;br /&gt;I've got to get this message to the press&lt;br /&gt;That everyday I love you less and less&lt;br /&gt;And everyday I love you less and less&lt;br /&gt;I've got to get this feeling off my chest&lt;br /&gt;The Doctor says all I needs pills and rest&lt;br /&gt;Since everyday I love you less and less&lt;br /&gt;Unless, unless&lt;br /&gt;I know, I feel it in my bones&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick, I'm tired of staying in control&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I feel a rat upon a wheel&lt;br /&gt;i've got to know what's not and what's real&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes I'm stressed, I'm sorry I digressed&lt;br /&gt;Impressed you're dressed to SOS&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and my parents love me&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and my girlfriend loves me&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I love you less and less&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe once you and me did sex&lt;br /&gt;It makes me sick to think of you undressed&lt;br /&gt;Since everyday I love you less and less&lt;br /&gt;And everyday I love you less and less&lt;br /&gt;You're turning into something I detest&lt;br /&gt;And everybody says that your a mess&lt;br /&gt;Since everyday I love you less and less&lt;br /&gt;Unless, unless&lt;br /&gt;I know, I feel it in my bones&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick, I'm tired of staying in control&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I feel a rat upon a wheel&lt;br /&gt;I've got to know what's not and what is real&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes I'm stressed, I'm sorry I digressed&lt;br /&gt;Impressed you're dressed to SOS&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and my parents love me&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and my girlfriend loves me&lt;br /&gt;Oh, they keep photos of me&lt;br /&gt;Oh, thats enough love for me&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and my parents love me&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and my girlfriend loves me&lt;br /&gt;Oh, they keep photos of me&lt;br /&gt;Oh, thats enough love for me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098380524968454514-3226255292335684282?l=musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098380524968454514.post-2588053248560944634</id><published>2008-03-12T11:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-03-12T11:36:16.041Z</updated><title type='text'>Endlessly</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9ukq-r1eR5c&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9ukq-r1eR5c&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Always and Forever...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Endlessly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a part of me you'll never know&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I'll never show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopelessly I'll love you endlessly&lt;br /&gt;Hopelessly I'll give you everything&lt;br /&gt;But I won't give you up&lt;br /&gt;I won't let you down&lt;br /&gt;And I won't leave you falling&lt;br /&gt;If the moment ever comes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's plain to see it's trying to speak&lt;br /&gt;Cherished dreams forever asleep&lt;br /&gt;Hopelessly I'll love you endlessly&lt;br /&gt;Hopelessly I'll give you everything&lt;br /&gt;But I won't give you up&lt;br /&gt;I won't let you down&lt;br /&gt;And I won't leave you falling&lt;br /&gt;If the moment ever comes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopelessly I'll love you endlessly&lt;br /&gt;Hopelessly I'll give you everything&lt;br /&gt;But I won't give you up&lt;br /&gt;I won't let you down&lt;br /&gt;And I won't leave you falling&lt;br /&gt;But the moment never comes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098380524968454514-2588053248560944634?l=musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/feeds/2588053248560944634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4098380524968454514&amp;postID=2588053248560944634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/2588053248560944634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/2588053248560944634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/2008/03/endlessly.html' title='Endlessly'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03415057806633903433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098380524968454514.post-5703355113032830946</id><published>2008-02-23T09:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-02-23T09:11:17.672Z</updated><title type='text'>Owtlaw Torn</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7D6G2FFJpCs&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7D6G2FFJpCs&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You know I wait my whole lifetime for you"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owtlaw Torn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I wait my whole lifetime for you&lt;br /&gt;I ride the dirt I ride the tide for you&lt;br /&gt;I search the outside search inside for you&lt;br /&gt;To take back what you left me&lt;br /&gt;I know I'll always burn to be&lt;br /&gt;No one seeks so I may find&lt;br /&gt;And now I wait my whole lifetime&lt;br /&gt;My whole lifetime&lt;br /&gt;So on I wait my whole lifetime for you&lt;br /&gt;So on I wait my whole lifetime for you&lt;br /&gt;The more I search the more my need for you&lt;br /&gt;The more I blast the more I bleed for you&lt;br /&gt;You make me smash the clock and feel&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather die behind the wheel&lt;br /&gt;Time was never on my side&lt;br /&gt;So on I wait my whole lifetime&lt;br /&gt;My whole lifetime&lt;br /&gt;And I'm torn&lt;br /&gt;And if I close my mind in fear&lt;br /&gt;Please pry it open&lt;br /&gt;And if my face becomes sincere&lt;br /&gt;Beware&lt;br /&gt;And when I start to come undone&lt;br /&gt;Stitch me together&lt;br /&gt;And when you see me stretched remind me of what left this outlaw torn&lt;br /&gt;And if I close my mind in fear&lt;br /&gt;Please pry it open&lt;br /&gt;And if my face becomes sincere&lt;br /&gt;Beware&lt;br /&gt;And when I start to come undone&lt;br /&gt;Stitch me together&lt;br /&gt;And when you see me stretched remind me of what left this outlaw torn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098380524968454514-5703355113032830946?l=musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/feeds/5703355113032830946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4098380524968454514&amp;postID=5703355113032830946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/5703355113032830946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/5703355113032830946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/2008/02/owtlaw-torn.html' title='Owtlaw Torn'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03415057806633903433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098380524968454514.post-7050530615750320420</id><published>2008-02-17T09:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-02-17T09:21:47.915Z</updated><title type='text'>Aerials</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HwNXvQ2OK_k&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HwNXvQ2OK_k&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A vida é uma queda de água... vamos aprender a vivê-la da melhor maneira possível... e vamos tentar não nos perder pelo meio do caminho... Se perdermos, aceitemos essa perda com o mesmo sorriso com que aceitariamos uma vitória, e esforcemo-nos para que não cometamos o mesmo erro que nos levou a perder... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um brinde à vida... E um brinde a todas as coisas boas que temos &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aerials&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a waterfall&lt;br /&gt;Were one in the river&lt;br /&gt;And one again after the fall&lt;br /&gt;Swimming through the void&lt;br /&gt;We hear the word&lt;br /&gt;We lose ourselves&lt;br /&gt;But we find it all....&lt;br /&gt;Cause we are the ones that want to play&lt;br /&gt;Always want to go&lt;br /&gt;But you never want to stay&lt;br /&gt;And we are the ones that want to choose&lt;br /&gt;Always want to play&lt;br /&gt;But you never want to lose&lt;br /&gt;Aerials, in the sky&lt;br /&gt;When you lose small mind&lt;br /&gt;You free your life&lt;br /&gt;Life is a waterfall&lt;br /&gt;We drink from the river&lt;br /&gt;Then we turn around and put up our walls&lt;br /&gt;Swimming through the void&lt;br /&gt;We hear the word&lt;br /&gt;We lose ourselves&lt;br /&gt;But we find it all...&lt;br /&gt;Cause we are the ones that want to play&lt;br /&gt;Always want to go&lt;br /&gt;But you never want to stay&lt;br /&gt;And we are the ones that want to choose&lt;br /&gt;Always want to play&lt;br /&gt;But you never want to lose&lt;br /&gt;Aerials, in the sky&lt;br /&gt;When you lose small mind&lt;br /&gt;You free your life&lt;br /&gt;Aerials, so up high&lt;br /&gt;When you free your eyes eternal prize&lt;br /&gt;Aerials, in the sky&lt;br /&gt;When you lose small mind&lt;br /&gt;You free your life&lt;br /&gt;Aerials, so up high&lt;br /&gt;When you free your eyes eternal prize&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098380524968454514-7050530615750320420?l=musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/feeds/7050530615750320420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4098380524968454514&amp;postID=7050530615750320420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/7050530615750320420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/7050530615750320420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/2008/02/aerials.html' title='Aerials'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03415057806633903433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098380524968454514.post-7324844832180102574</id><published>2008-02-03T20:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-02-03T20:29:25.222Z</updated><title type='text'>Premier Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oID5xu3pXis&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oID5xu3pXis&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Foste o meu 1º amor... foste o meu melhor amigo... tivemos a nossa história... neste momento restam as lembranças...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero que saibas que apesar de tudo, te adoro, e que vais sempre, mas sempre estar presente em mim, apesar de as nossas vidas terem seguido rumos diferentes... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Premier Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ca fait tout drôle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T'étais mon premier love&lt;br /&gt;Mais qu'est-ce qu'on est devenu ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T'étais mon premier love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J'crois qu'on évolue dans la vie&lt;br /&gt;J'perds le fil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On s'est connu&lt;br /&gt;On était gosse&lt;br /&gt;T'étais mon premier love&lt;br /&gt;Bien avant le basket&lt;br /&gt;Mon premier titre&lt;br /&gt;Toujours ensemble à l'époque&lt;br /&gt;On était croque l'un de l'autre&lt;br /&gt;On était jeune&lt;br /&gt;On était fous&lt;br /&gt;A qui la faute ?&lt;br /&gt;On était rien sans l'autre&lt;br /&gt;On était simple on était deux&lt;br /&gt;On pensait un&lt;br /&gt;Un seul amour&lt;br /&gt;Un seul avenir&lt;br /&gt;Un seul chemin&lt;br /&gt;Et j'me rappelle&lt;br /&gt;Quand j'te serrai dans mes bras&lt;br /&gt;Tu me disais que t'aimais ça&lt;br /&gt;Que t'étais au nirvana&lt;br /&gt;Tu m'as rendu meilleur&lt;br /&gt;J'avais un cœur de pierre&lt;br /&gt;De cupidon t'étais la flèche&lt;br /&gt;Mon cœur était la cible&lt;br /&gt;Je n'avais pas de tunes au départ&lt;br /&gt;Pour toi, j'aurais décroché la lune&lt;br /&gt;Sans la fusée&lt;br /&gt;Toujours derrière moi quoi qu'il arrive&lt;br /&gt;T'étais mon pare balle,&lt;br /&gt;Mon porte bonheur, quoi qu'il arrive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'était toi et moi à l'infini&lt;br /&gt;Si tu tombes, je tombes&lt;br /&gt;J'étais Clyde t'étais Bonnie&lt;br /&gt;You know I'll never lie to you&lt;br /&gt;All I do have done for you&lt;br /&gt;You're my lover&lt;br /&gt;My heart always beating for you&lt;br /&gt;Nothing there I couldn't do for you&lt;br /&gt;I could die for you&lt;br /&gt;Baby you're my first love&lt;br /&gt;My love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Les années passent&lt;br /&gt;Concentré dans mon basket&lt;br /&gt;Notre amour se dissipe&lt;br /&gt;On a grandi si vite&lt;br /&gt;On se prend la tête&lt;br /&gt;J'perds le fil de nos vies&lt;br /&gt;On s'est connu trop jeune&lt;br /&gt;De l'avis de nos amis&lt;br /&gt;Tu m'as toujours dit&lt;br /&gt;Que j'étais l'seul et l'unique&lt;br /&gt;Tu m'aimerais jusqu'à la fin&lt;br /&gt;Quel qu'en soit le prix&lt;br /&gt;T'étais mon premier amour&lt;br /&gt;T'étais ma meilleure amie&lt;br /&gt;Je ne t'oublierais jamais&lt;br /&gt;Malgré le succès&lt;br /&gt;Les strass et les paillettes&lt;br /&gt;Les fans et les groupies, tu sais&lt;br /&gt;Nos souvenirs j'les garde dans ma mémoire&lt;br /&gt;Nos éclats de sourires et tes pleurs tard le soir&lt;br /&gt;J'regrette rien&lt;br /&gt;Mes sentiments sont toujours là&lt;br /&gt;On reste amis&lt;br /&gt;Y a pas de futur sans histoires&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'était toi et moi à l'infini&lt;br /&gt;Si tu tombes, je tombes&lt;br /&gt;J'étais Clyde t'étais Bonnie&lt;br /&gt;You know I'll never lie to you&lt;br /&gt;All I do have done for you&lt;br /&gt;You're my lover&lt;br /&gt;My heart always beating for you&lt;br /&gt;Nothing there I couldn't do for you&lt;br /&gt;I could die for you&lt;br /&gt;Baby you're my first love&lt;br /&gt;My love&lt;br /&gt;J'parle au passé de notre histoire (t'étais mon premier love)&lt;br /&gt;T'étais mon double&lt;br /&gt;On s'est aimés (t'étais mon premier love)&lt;br /&gt;On s'est quittés&lt;br /&gt;On reste amis (on reste amis)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J'parle au passé de notre histoire (t'étais mon premier love)&lt;br /&gt;T'étais mon double&lt;br /&gt;On s'est aimés (t'étais mon premier love)&lt;br /&gt;On s'est quittés&lt;br /&gt;On reste amis (t'étais mon premier love)&lt;br /&gt;T'étais mon premier love&lt;br /&gt;T'étais mon premier love&lt;br /&gt;T'étais mon premier love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098380524968454514-7324844832180102574?l=musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/feeds/7324844832180102574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4098380524968454514&amp;postID=7324844832180102574' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/7324844832180102574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/7324844832180102574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/2008/02/premier-love.html' title='Premier Love'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03415057806633903433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098380524968454514.post-3445624643980081443</id><published>2008-01-07T15:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-03-16T09:46:00.749Z</updated><title type='text'>Deja Vu</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2C_D50H3jTs&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2C_D50H3jTs&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Por vezes sinto que estou a ter um... no entanto, fico alheia a tudo isso, fechada no meu mundo, onde entraste tão rapida como silenciosamente...&lt;br /&gt;Esta letra tem muito de real, querias saber o que sentia, pois bem, nada melhor do que isto... Sinto que estou viva, apesar de todas as incongruências que vivemos, sinto que estou viva porque me ajudaste a viver, porque pegaste em mim e me ensinaste a brindar o nascer do dia com um sorriso... A minha alma, o mundo onde está.... não interessa, porque está calma, confiante, feliz... Tudo se compõe, vai-se compor para ti, vai-se compondo para mim... desde que sejamos pacientes e não tenhamos pressa... &lt;br /&gt;Adoro-te&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deja Vu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nenhuma verdade me machuca&lt;br /&gt;Nenhum motivo me corrói&lt;br /&gt;Até se eu ficar&lt;br /&gt;Só na vontade já não dói&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nenhuma doutrina me convence&lt;br /&gt;Nenhuma resposta me satisfaz&lt;br /&gt;Nem mesmo o tédio me surpreende mais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu sinto que eu tô viva&lt;br /&gt;A cada banho de chuva que chega molhando meu corpo nu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nenhum sofrimento me comove&lt;br /&gt;Nenhum programa me distrai&lt;br /&gt;E eu ouvi promessas, e isso não me atrai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E não há razão que me governe&lt;br /&gt;Nenhuma lei pra me guiar&lt;br /&gt;Eu to exatamente aonde eu queria estar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu sinto que eu to viva&lt;br /&gt;A cada banho de chuva que chega molhando o meu corpo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A minha alma&lt;br /&gt;Nem me lembro mais&lt;br /&gt;Em que esquina se perdeu&lt;br /&gt;Ou em que mundo se enfiou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas, já faz algum tempo&lt;br /&gt;Já faz algum tempo&lt;br /&gt;Já faz algum tempo&lt;br /&gt;Faz algum tempo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A minha alma&lt;br /&gt;Nem me lembro mais em que esquina se perdeu&lt;br /&gt;Ou em que mundo se enfiou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu não tenho pressa&lt;br /&gt;Já não tenho pressa&lt;br /&gt;Eu não tenho pressa&lt;br /&gt;Não tenho pressa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098380524968454514-3445624643980081443?l=musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/feeds/3445624643980081443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4098380524968454514&amp;postID=3445624643980081443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/3445624643980081443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/3445624643980081443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/2008/01/deja-vu.html' title='Deja Vu'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03415057806633903433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098380524968454514.post-4394075699664063915</id><published>2007-12-21T00:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-21T01:19:27.795Z</updated><title type='text'>Dunas</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/re7sHM0WlaU&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/re7sHM0WlaU&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Palavras para quê?? Nas Dunas vale tudo, menos comer almôndegas :P:P&lt;br /&gt;Se quisesse encontrar uma palavra para te resumir, ela provavelmente teria que ser inventada, teria que colocar os Deuses e as Deusas a trabalhar, para arranjar algo fantásticamente doce, selvaticamente serena e serenamente selvagem... tu tens estas qualidades, estas e tantas outras que não consigo nomear simplesmente porque tu és BRUTALMENTE FABULÁSTICO!&lt;br /&gt;Adoro toda a mistura de sentimentos com que me deixas, és capaz de me fazer perder com um toque e de me fazer encontrar com um simples olhar...&lt;br /&gt;Rendo-me a ti, conseguiste em tão pouco fazer o que eu não consegui ao longo do tempo... Tiraste-me da concha, poliste-me, fizeste-me brilhar novamente... E brilho ao tom suave das tuas palavras, brilho perante a electricidade do teu toque, brilho perante o teu sorriso gentil e meigo...&lt;br /&gt;Adoro tudo em ti... Obrigada por seres quem és... &lt;br /&gt;... um anjo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunas sao como divãs&lt;br /&gt;Biombos indiscretos d'alcatrão sujos&lt;br /&gt;Rasgados por cactos e hortelas&lt;br /&gt;Deitados nas dunas alheios a tudo&lt;br /&gt;Olhos penetrantes pensamentos lavados&lt;br /&gt;Bebemos dos lábios refrescos gelados&lt;br /&gt;Selamos segredos saltamos rochedos&lt;br /&gt;Em câmara lenta como na TV&lt;br /&gt;Palavras a mais na idade dos porquês&lt;br /&gt;Dunas como que sao divãs&lt;br /&gt;Quem nos visse deitados cabelos molhados&lt;br /&gt;Bastante enrolados sacos-cama salgados&lt;br /&gt;Nas dunas roendo maçãs&lt;br /&gt;A ver garrafas d'óleo boiando vazias&lt;br /&gt;Nas ondas da manhã&lt;br /&gt;Bebemos dos lábios refrescos gelados&lt;br /&gt;Selamos segredos saltamos rochedos&lt;br /&gt;Em câmara lenta como na TV&lt;br /&gt;Palavras a mais na idade dos porquês&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098380524968454514-4394075699664063915?l=musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/feeds/4394075699664063915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4098380524968454514&amp;postID=4394075699664063915' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/4394075699664063915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/4394075699664063915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/2007/12/dunas.html' title='Dunas'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03415057806633903433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098380524968454514.post-1951100385394008397</id><published>2007-12-06T16:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-04-06T16:49:16.220+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Equalize</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fbJecLiO7rI&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fbJecLiO7rI&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Amor... aqui vai mais um pouco de algo com esse sentimento que tanto se complica, e que a teus olhos é tão simples de definir e fácil de entender...&lt;br /&gt;Um dia verei o mundo da mesma forma que tu...&lt;br /&gt;Entende estas palavras da forma que quiseres, e sente-as como sentirias um abraço meu...&lt;br /&gt; Mas sim, é um bocadinho de amor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Equalize&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As vezes se eu me distraio&lt;br /&gt;Se eu nao me vigio um instante&lt;br /&gt;Me transporto pra perto de voce&lt;br /&gt;Ja vi que nao posso ficar tao solta&lt;br /&gt;Me vem logo aquele cheiro&lt;br /&gt;Que passa de voce pra mim&lt;br /&gt;Num fluxo perfeito&lt;br /&gt;E enquanto voce conversa e me beija&lt;br /&gt;Ao mesmo tempo eu vejo&lt;br /&gt;As suas cores no seu olho, tao de perto&lt;br /&gt;ME balanco devagar, como quando voce me embala&lt;br /&gt;O ritmo rola facil, parece que foi ensaiado&lt;br /&gt;E eu acho que eu gosto mesmo de voce&lt;br /&gt;Bem do jeito que voce&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou equalizar voce&lt;br /&gt;Numa frequencia que s a gente sabe&lt;br /&gt;Eu te transformei nessa cancao&lt;br /&gt;Pra poder te gravar em mim&lt;br /&gt;Adoro essa sua cara de sono&lt;br /&gt;E o timbre da sua voz&lt;br /&gt;Que fica me dizendo coisas tao malucas&lt;br /&gt;E que quase me mata de rir&lt;br /&gt;Quando tenta me convencer&lt;br /&gt;Que eu s fiquei aqui&lt;br /&gt;Porque ns dois somos iguais&lt;br /&gt;At parece que voce ja tinha&lt;br /&gt;O meu manual de Instruces&lt;br /&gt;Porque voce decifra os meus sonhos&lt;br /&gt;Porque voce sabe o que eu gosto&lt;br /&gt;E porque, quando voce me abraca, o mundo gira devagar&lt;br /&gt;E o tempo s meu e ningum registra a cena&lt;br /&gt;De repente vira um filme, todo em camera lenta&lt;br /&gt;E eu acho que eu gosto mesmo de voce&lt;br /&gt;Bem do jeito que voce&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou equalizar voce&lt;br /&gt;Numa freqencia que s a gente sabe&lt;br /&gt;Eu te transformei nessa cancao&lt;br /&gt;Pra poder te gravar em mim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098380524968454514-1951100385394008397?l=musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/feeds/1951100385394008397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4098380524968454514&amp;postID=1951100385394008397' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/1951100385394008397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/1951100385394008397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/2007/12/equalize.html' title='Equalize'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03415057806633903433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098380524968454514.post-1682000983982272307</id><published>2007-12-02T16:55:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-04-06T16:49:48.454+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tudo o Que Eu Te Dou</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aoyMr4NX52Y&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aoyMr4NX52Y&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Quero dar-te a lua, dar-te as estrelas... Dar-te tudo o que mereces, tudo o que te faça feliz... Quero deixar-te rendido a mim, apertar-te nos meus braços e nunca mais te largar... Quero amar-te e adorar-te, deixar-te a sorrir a cada segundo, deixar-te feliz com apenas um sussuro meu, ver-te voar a cada toque... &lt;br /&gt;Quero...quero-te... quero...que me queiras... Se me quiseres, serei tua eternamente... &lt;br /&gt;Adoro-te... És a minha estrela... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudo o Que Eu Te Dou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu não sei, que mais posso ser&lt;br /&gt;um dia rei, outro dia sem comer&lt;br /&gt;por vezes forte, coragem de leão&lt;br /&gt;as vezes fraco assim é o coração&lt;br /&gt;eu não sei, que mais te posso dar&lt;br /&gt;um dia jóias noutro dia o luar&lt;br /&gt;gritos de dor, gritos de prazer&lt;br /&gt;que um homem também chora&lt;br /&gt;quando assim tem de ser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foram tantas as noites sem dormir&lt;br /&gt;tantos quartos de hotel, amar e partir&lt;br /&gt;promessas perdidas escritas no ar&lt;br /&gt;e logo ali eu sei...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Que) Tudo o que eu te dou&lt;br /&gt;tu me das a mim&lt;br /&gt;tudo o que eu sonhei&lt;br /&gt;tu serás assim&lt;br /&gt;tudo o que eu te dou&lt;br /&gt;tu me das a mim&lt;br /&gt;e tudo o que eu te dou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentado na poltrona, beijas-me a pele morena&lt;br /&gt;fazes aqueles truques que aprendeste no cinema&lt;br /&gt;mais peço-te eu, já me sinto a viajar&lt;br /&gt;para, recomeça, faz-me acreditar&lt;br /&gt;"Não", dizes tu, e o teu olhar mentiu&lt;br /&gt;enrolados pelo chão no abraço que se viu&lt;br /&gt;é madrugada ou é alucinação&lt;br /&gt;estrelas de mil cores, ecstasy ou paixão&lt;br /&gt;hum, esse odor, traz tanta saudade&lt;br /&gt;mata-me de amor ou da-me liberdade&lt;br /&gt;deixa-me voar, cantar, adormecer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Que) Tudo o que eu te dou&lt;br /&gt;tu me das a mim&lt;br /&gt;tudo o que eu sonhei&lt;br /&gt;tu serás assim&lt;br /&gt;tudo o que eu te dou&lt;br /&gt;tu me das a mim&lt;br /&gt;e tudo o que eu te dou&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098380524968454514-1682000983982272307?l=musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/feeds/1682000983982272307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4098380524968454514&amp;postID=1682000983982272307' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/1682000983982272307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/1682000983982272307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/2007/12/tudo-o-que-eu-te-dou.html' title='Tudo o Que Eu Te Dou'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03415057806633903433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098380524968454514.post-245644165631105200</id><published>2007-11-29T15:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-04-06T16:48:09.187+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Always Somewhere</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/e47R7Z_jwkA&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/e47R7Z_jwkA&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Obrigada... Obrigada por me teres trazido novamente à vida, obrigada por teres afastado parte do negro de mim e por a cada momento que passo contigo o continuares a fazer... Obrigada por me fazeres rir até às lágrimas, por me aqueceres o coração, apesar do que te disse, ele estava frio... Por cada palavra que me deste, por cada olhar que me lançaste, por cada toque nas minhas mãos, por cada sonho que me devolveste, obrigada... Conseguiste em tão pouco tempo o que eu não consegui em meses... Obrigada pela tua insistência, pela tua presença, pela tua existência... Obrigada por seres quem és... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Vamos com calma ;) &lt;br /&gt;PS1. Tb não consigo deixar de ouvir...&lt;br /&gt;PS3. Adoro-te&lt;br /&gt;PS4. I miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always Somewhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrive at seven the place feels good&lt;br /&gt;No time to call you today&lt;br /&gt;Encore till eleven then chinese food&lt;br /&gt;Back to the hotel again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I call your number the line ain't free&lt;br /&gt;I like to tell you come to me&lt;br /&gt;A night without you seems like a lost dream&lt;br /&gt;Love I can't tell you how I feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always somewhere&lt;br /&gt;Miss you where I've been&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back to love you again&lt;br /&gt;Always somewhere&lt;br /&gt;Miss you where I've been&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back to love you again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another morning another place&lt;br /&gt;The only day off is far away&lt;br /&gt;But every city has seen me in the end&lt;br /&gt;And brings me to you again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always somewhere&lt;br /&gt;Miss you where I've been&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back to love you again&lt;br /&gt;Always somewhere&lt;br /&gt;Miss you where I've been&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back to love you again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098380524968454514-245644165631105200?l=musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/feeds/245644165631105200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4098380524968454514&amp;postID=245644165631105200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/245644165631105200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/245644165631105200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/2007/11/always-somewhere.html' title='Always Somewhere'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03415057806633903433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098380524968454514.post-5635611654567624345</id><published>2007-11-01T14:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-01T15:00:31.215Z</updated><title type='text'>Empty Walls</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BZSKvSz1roQ&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BZSKvSz1roQ&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Estas paredes... vazias sem ti... fazem-me querer desejar que tudo voltasse atras... todos os momentos fossem repostos para tudo o que era nosso.... Olho para o futuro, nao te vejo comigo... aceito esse facto como aceito estas paredes vazias... um dia voltarão a estar cheias de fotos ,cor e alegria como um dia estiveram... e ai serei mais feliz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Empty Walls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your empty walls...&lt;br /&gt;Your empty walls...&lt;br /&gt;Pretentious attention&lt;br /&gt;Dismissive aprehension&lt;br /&gt;Don't waste your time, on coffins today&lt;br /&gt;When we decline, from the confines of our mind&lt;br /&gt;Don't waste your time, on coffins today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you see their bodies burning?&lt;br /&gt;Desolate and full of yearning&lt;br /&gt;Dying of anticipation&lt;br /&gt;Choking from intoxication&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you see their bodies burning?&lt;br /&gt;Desolate and full of yearning&lt;br /&gt;Dying of anticipation&lt;br /&gt;Choking from intoxication&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you&lt;br /&gt;To be&lt;br /&gt;Left behind those empty walls&lt;br /&gt;Don't&lt;br /&gt;You see&lt;br /&gt;From behind those empty walls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those empty walls&lt;br /&gt;When we decline, from the confines of our mind&lt;br /&gt;Don't waste your time, on coffins today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you see their bodies burning?&lt;br /&gt;Desolate and full of yearning&lt;br /&gt;Dying of anticipation&lt;br /&gt;Choking from intoxication&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you see their bodies burning?&lt;br /&gt;Desolate and full of yearning&lt;br /&gt;Dying of anticipation&lt;br /&gt;Choking from intoxication&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you&lt;br /&gt;To be&lt;br /&gt;Left behind those empty walls&lt;br /&gt;Don't&lt;br /&gt;You see&lt;br /&gt;From behind those empty walls&lt;br /&gt;Want you to be&lt;br /&gt;Left behind those empty walls&lt;br /&gt;Don't&lt;br /&gt;You see&lt;br /&gt;From behind those empty walls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From behind those empty walls&lt;br /&gt;From behind those empty walls&lt;br /&gt;The walls&lt;br /&gt;From behind those empty walls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved you, yes&lt;br /&gt;Though they be&lt;br /&gt;For you killed my family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you see their bodies burning?&lt;br /&gt;Desolate and full of yearning&lt;br /&gt;Dying of anticipation&lt;br /&gt;Choking from intoxication&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you see their bodies burning?&lt;br /&gt;Desolate and full of yearning&lt;br /&gt;Dying of anticipation&lt;br /&gt;Choking from intoxication&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you&lt;br /&gt;To be&lt;br /&gt;Left behind those empty walls&lt;br /&gt;Told you&lt;br /&gt;To see&lt;br /&gt;From behind those empty walls&lt;br /&gt;Want you to be, left behind those empty walls&lt;br /&gt;Told you&lt;br /&gt;To see&lt;br /&gt;From behind those empty walls&lt;br /&gt;From behind those empty walls&lt;br /&gt;From behind those empty walls&lt;br /&gt;From behind those empty walls&lt;br /&gt;Those walls...&lt;br /&gt;Those walls...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098380524968454514-5635611654567624345?l=musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/feeds/5635611654567624345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4098380524968454514&amp;postID=5635611654567624345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/5635611654567624345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/5635611654567624345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/2007/11/empty-walls.html' title='Empty Walls'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03415057806633903433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098380524968454514.post-7738216999751185494</id><published>2007-10-26T10:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T10:49:53.602+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Climb</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RGAPB2V7M2k&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RGAPB2V7M2k&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Árdua... mas começa a ter resultados... no looking back to you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Climb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step by step I come closer to reaching the top&lt;br /&gt;Every step must be placed so that I dont fall off&lt;br /&gt;Looking down to see about how much higher I am&lt;br /&gt;Another cool wind comes through, brushes my skin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the harder I push the tension does grow&lt;br /&gt;I gather my thoughts the further and further I go&lt;br /&gt;With some luck I just might keep on climbing (climbing)&lt;br /&gt;So better to climb than to face a fall (to face a fall)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So high the climb (so high the climb)&lt;br /&gt;I cant turn back now (cant turn back now)&lt;br /&gt;Must keep climbing up to the clouds (climb to the clouds)&lt;br /&gt;So high the climb (so high the climb)&lt;br /&gt;I cant turn back now (cant turn back now)&lt;br /&gt;Must keep climbing up to the clouds (climb to the clouds)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh pulling myself up by a rope I better my view oh&lt;br /&gt;The only thing in sight is what I must do&lt;br /&gt;As I turned I could see myself falling falling (falling)&lt;br /&gt;Which in return gave me strength for the climb (strength for the climb)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So high the climb (so high the climb)&lt;br /&gt;I cant turn back now (cant turn back now)&lt;br /&gt;Must keep climbing up to the clouds (climb to the clouds)&lt;br /&gt;So high the climb (so high the climb)&lt;br /&gt;I cant turn back now (cant turn back now)&lt;br /&gt;Must keep climbing up, up to the clouds (climb to the clouds)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although many failed&lt;br /&gt;I must now prevail with no questions&lt;br /&gt;Have no time to stop&lt;br /&gt;Onward to the top of the mountain&lt;br /&gt;Oh and i, I cant turn back now&lt;br /&gt;Its so very high but I cant turn back now&lt;br /&gt;If I keep it up, Im gonna make it&lt;br /&gt;Im so very close cant you see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So high the climb (so high the climb)&lt;br /&gt;I cant turn back now (cant turn back now)&lt;br /&gt;Must keep climbing up to the clouds (climb to the clouds)&lt;br /&gt;So high the climb (so high the climb)&lt;br /&gt;I cant turn back now (cant turn back now)&lt;br /&gt;Must keep climbing up to the clouds (climb to the clouds) oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So high the climb (so high the climb)&lt;br /&gt;I cant turn back now (cant turn back now)&lt;br /&gt;Must keep climbing up to the clouds (climb to the clouds)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting closer getting closer coming closer getting closer ooh&lt;br /&gt;Looking back to you&lt;br /&gt;Looking back to you&lt;br /&gt;Looking back to&lt;br /&gt;Looking back to you&lt;br /&gt;Looking back to you&lt;br /&gt;Looking back to you&lt;br /&gt;Looking back to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the top to the top to the top to the top to the top to the top to the topto the top to the top&lt;br /&gt;Climb up to the top to the top to the top to the top to the top to the top to the top&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh looking back to you&lt;br /&gt;Looking back to you&lt;br /&gt;Looking back to you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098380524968454514-7738216999751185494?l=musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/feeds/7738216999751185494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4098380524968454514&amp;postID=7738216999751185494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/7738216999751185494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/7738216999751185494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/2007/10/climb.html' title='The Climb'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03415057806633903433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098380524968454514.post-6925191497643679592</id><published>2007-10-06T17:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T07:33:09.680+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Are You Happy Now?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="353"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1Z-klNDHXp8&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1Z-klNDHXp8&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="353"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esgotou-se a minha capacidade de te entender... Esgotou-se a minha vontade de te ter... Esgotou-se a minha paciência para os teus jogos... Esgotou-se... tudo em relação a ti... Conseguiste o que querias? Estás feliz agora?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are You Happy Now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, don’t just walk away&lt;br /&gt;Pretending everything’s ok&lt;br /&gt;And you don’t care about me&lt;br /&gt;And I know there’s just no use&lt;br /&gt;When all your lies become your truths and I don’t care... yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could you look me in the eye&lt;br /&gt;And tell me that you’re happy now, ohhh, ohhh&lt;br /&gt;Would you tell it to my face or have I been erased,&lt;br /&gt;Are you happy now?&lt;br /&gt;Are you happy now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You took all there was to take,&lt;br /&gt;And left me with an empty plate&lt;br /&gt;And you don’t care about it, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;And I am givin' up this game&lt;br /&gt;I’m leaving you with all the blame cause I don’t care, yeah, yeah yeah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could you look me in the eye?&lt;br /&gt;And tell me that you’re happy now, oohh oohhh&lt;br /&gt;Would you tell it to my face or have I been erased,&lt;br /&gt;Are you happy now? Ohhh, ohhhh&lt;br /&gt;Are you happy now?&lt;br /&gt;Are you happy now? yeah, yeah, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you really have everything you want?&lt;br /&gt;You can't ever give somethin' you ain't got&lt;br /&gt;You can’t run away from yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could you look me in the eye?&lt;br /&gt;and tell me that you're happy now, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;come on, tell it to my face or have i been replaced,&lt;br /&gt;are you happy now? Ohhh, ohhhh&lt;br /&gt;are you happy now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you look me in the eye?&lt;br /&gt;Could you look me in the eye?&lt;br /&gt;I’ve had all that I can take&lt;br /&gt;I'm not about to break&lt;br /&gt;Cause I’m happy now, ohhh, ohhh&lt;br /&gt;Are you happy now?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098380524968454514-6925191497643679592?l=musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/feeds/6925191497643679592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4098380524968454514&amp;postID=6925191497643679592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/6925191497643679592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/6925191497643679592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/2007/10/are-you-happy-now.html' title='Are You Happy Now?'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03415057806633903433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098380524968454514.post-2594588866380223036</id><published>2007-10-04T21:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T21:16:19.266+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Spiderwebs</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IihXd0bed-k"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IihXd0bed-k" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Não gosto de aranhas, aliás, tenho pavor delas, mas por vezes parece que ando a caminhar nos finos fios das suas teias, quase pronta a ser apanhada pelo aranhiço... Por vezes quase sou, fico atrofiada com o que ele me diz, penso e repenso, mas ainda me tenho conseguido libertar das suas garras... Depois, realmente vem os sonhos que são transformados em pesadelos... Já não sei há quanto tempo durmo decentemente... Não há-de ser nada... Um dia pára... espero ansiosamente por ele...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spiderwebs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think that we connect&lt;br /&gt;That the chemistrys correct&lt;br /&gt;Your words walk right through my ears&lt;br /&gt;Presuming I like what I hear&lt;br /&gt;And now Im stuck in the web&lt;br /&gt;Youre spinning&lt;br /&gt;You got me for your prey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Im not home right now&lt;br /&gt;Im walking into spiderwebs&lt;br /&gt;So leave a message&lt;br /&gt;And Ill call you back&lt;br /&gt;A likely story, but leave a message&lt;br /&gt;And Ill call you back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Youre intruding on whats mine&lt;br /&gt;Yeah and youre taking up my time&lt;br /&gt;Dont have the courage inside me&lt;br /&gt;To tell you please let me be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Communication, a telephonic invasion&lt;br /&gt;Im planning my escape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Im not home right now&lt;br /&gt;Im walking into spiderwebs&lt;br /&gt;So leave a message&lt;br /&gt;And Ill call you back&lt;br /&gt;A likely story, but leave a message&lt;br /&gt;And Ill call you back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And its all your fault&lt;br /&gt;I screen my phone calls&lt;br /&gt;No matter who calls&lt;br /&gt;I gotta screen my phone calls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now its gone too deep (now its gone too deep)&lt;br /&gt;You wake me in my sleep (wake me in my sleep)&lt;br /&gt;My dreams become nightmares (dreams become nightmares)&lt;br /&gt;cause youre ringing in my ears (ringing in my)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Im not home right now&lt;br /&gt;Im walking into spiderwebs&lt;br /&gt;So leave a message&lt;br /&gt;And Ill call you back&lt;br /&gt;A likely story, but leave a message&lt;br /&gt;And Ill call you back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And its all your fault&lt;br /&gt;I screen my phone calls&lt;br /&gt;No matter matter matter matter who calls&lt;br /&gt;I gotta screen my phone calls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh spiderwebs&lt;br /&gt;Leave a message and Ill call you back&lt;br /&gt;Im walking into spiderwebs&lt;br /&gt;So leave a message and Ill call you back&lt;br /&gt;Its all your fault&lt;br /&gt;I screen my phone calls&lt;br /&gt;No matter matter matter who calls&lt;br /&gt;I gotta screen my phone calls&lt;br /&gt;Its all your fault&lt;br /&gt;Its all your fault&lt;br /&gt;No matter who calls&lt;br /&gt;No matter who calls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im walking into spiderwebs&lt;br /&gt;So leave a message and Ill call you back&lt;br /&gt;Im walking into spiderwebs&lt;br /&gt;Leave a message and Ill call you back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh its all your fault&lt;br /&gt;No matter who calls&lt;br /&gt;I gotta screen my phone calls&lt;br /&gt;Its all your fault&lt;br /&gt;No matter matter matter who calls&lt;br /&gt;I screen my phone calls&lt;br /&gt;Im walking into spiderwebs&lt;br /&gt;Leave a message and Ill call you back&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098380524968454514-2594588866380223036?l=musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/feeds/2594588866380223036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4098380524968454514&amp;postID=2594588866380223036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/2594588866380223036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/2594588866380223036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/2007/10/spiderwebs.html' title='Spiderwebs'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03415057806633903433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098380524968454514.post-2965556644622145153</id><published>2007-10-03T20:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T21:03:09.545+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Nessun Dorma</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RdTBml4oOZ8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RdTBml4oOZ8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrepio-me sempre que oiço esta música... a um grande Senhor, com uma voz descomunal... E na alvorada vencerei :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nessun Dorma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nessun dorma! Nessun dorma!&lt;br /&gt;Tu pure, o, Principessa,&lt;br /&gt;nella tua fredda stanza,&lt;br /&gt;guardi le stelle&lt;br /&gt;che tremano d'amore&lt;br /&gt;e di speranza.&lt;br /&gt;Ma il mio mistero è chiuso in me,&lt;br /&gt;il nome mio nessun saprà!&lt;br /&gt;No, no, sulla tua bocca lo dirò&lt;br /&gt;quando la luce splenderà!&lt;br /&gt;Ed il mio bacio scioglierà il silenzio&lt;br /&gt;che ti fa mia!&lt;br /&gt;(Il nome suo nessun saprà!...&lt;br /&gt;e noi dovrem, ahime, morir!)&lt;br /&gt;Dilegua, o notte!&lt;br /&gt;Tramontate, stelle!&lt;br /&gt;Tramontate, stelle!&lt;br /&gt;All'alba vincerò!&lt;br /&gt;vincerò, vincerò!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English Translation of "Nessun Dorma"&lt;br /&gt;Nobody shall sleep!...&lt;br /&gt;Nobody shall sleep!&lt;br /&gt;Even you, o Princess,&lt;br /&gt;in your cold room,&lt;br /&gt;watch the stars,&lt;br /&gt;that tremble with love and with hope.&lt;br /&gt;But my secret is hidden within me,&lt;br /&gt;my name no one shall know...&lt;br /&gt;No!...No!...&lt;br /&gt;On your mouth I will tell it when the light shines.&lt;br /&gt;And my kiss will dissolve the silence that makes you mine!...&lt;br /&gt;(No one will know his name and we must, alas, die.)&lt;br /&gt;Vanish, o night!&lt;br /&gt;Set, stars! Set, stars!&lt;br /&gt;At dawn, I will win! I will win! I will win!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098380524968454514-2965556644622145153?l=musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/feeds/2965556644622145153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4098380524968454514&amp;postID=2965556644622145153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/2965556644622145153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/2965556644622145153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/2007/10/nessun-dorma.html' title='Nessun Dorma'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03415057806633903433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098380524968454514.post-4877757690364235974</id><published>2007-10-03T16:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T16:18:08.924+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Bleeding Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/w04QtaBoJMs"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/w04QtaBoJMs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Esta música... talvez a minha preferida de Metallica... não tenho muito a dizer hoje, simplesmente que vou deixar de sangrar por ti... não te vou esquecer, nunca, simplesmente prefiro ficar sozinha a estar com alguém como esse novo alguém que agora tens dentro de ti... Mas não ficarei sozinha para sempre... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleeding Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm diggin' my way&lt;br /&gt;I'm diggin' my way to somethin'&lt;br /&gt;I'm diggin' my way to somethin' better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pushin' to stay&lt;br /&gt;I'm pushin' to stay with something&lt;br /&gt;I'm pushin' to stay with something better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sowin' the seeds&lt;br /&gt;I'm sowin' the seeds I've taken&lt;br /&gt;I'm sowin' the seeds I take for granted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This thorn in my side&lt;br /&gt;This thorn in my side is from the tree&lt;br /&gt;This thorn in my side is from the tree I've planted&lt;br /&gt;It tears me and I bleed&lt;br /&gt;And I feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught under the wheels roll&lt;br /&gt;I take the leech&lt;br /&gt;I'm bleeding me&lt;br /&gt;Can't stop to save my soul&lt;br /&gt;I take the leash that's leading me&lt;br /&gt;I'm bleeding me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, I can't take it&lt;br /&gt;Caught under wheels roll&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the bleeding of me&lt;br /&gt;Of me&lt;br /&gt;The bleeding of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught under wheels roll&lt;br /&gt;I take the leech&lt;br /&gt;I'm bleeding me&lt;br /&gt;Can't stop to save my soul&lt;br /&gt;I take the leash that's leading me&lt;br /&gt;I'm bleeding me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, I can't take it&lt;br /&gt;Caught under wheels roll&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the bleeding of me&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the bleeding of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the beast that feeds the beast&lt;br /&gt;I am the blood&lt;br /&gt;I am release&lt;br /&gt;Come make me pure&lt;br /&gt;Bleed me a cure&lt;br /&gt;I'm caught, I'm caught, I'm caught under&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught under wheels roll&lt;br /&gt;I take that leech&lt;br /&gt;I'm bleeding me&lt;br /&gt;Can't stop to save my soul&lt;br /&gt;I take the leash that's leading me&lt;br /&gt;I'm bleeding me&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I can't take it&lt;br /&gt;I can't take it&lt;br /&gt;I can't take it&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the bleeding of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm diggin' my way&lt;br /&gt;I'm diggin' my way to somethin'&lt;br /&gt;I'm diggin' my way to something better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pushin' to stay&lt;br /&gt;I'm pushin' to stay with somethin'&lt;br /&gt;I'm pushin' to stay with something better&lt;br /&gt;With something better&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098380524968454514-4877757690364235974?l=musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/feeds/4877757690364235974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4098380524968454514&amp;postID=4877757690364235974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/4877757690364235974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/4877757690364235974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/2007/10/bleeding-me.html' title='Bleeding Me'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03415057806633903433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098380524968454514.post-2977229157886578359</id><published>2007-10-02T19:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T19:09:53.193+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Humanity</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1w9AukcojEc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1w9AukcojEc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Um dia disseste para ouvir esta musica... Estava tão doente de amor que não percebi o que querias dizer com ela... Mas neste momento quem diz para a ouvires, sou eu... O mesmo que me querias dizer, te digo eu... Não tou obcecada por ti, meu querido... tenho pena de ti... apenas isso... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humanity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auf Wiedersehen&lt;br /&gt;It's Time To Say Goodbye&lt;br /&gt;The Party's Over&lt;br /&gt;As The Laughter Dies&lt;br /&gt;An Angel Cries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humanity&lt;br /&gt;It's Au Revoir To Your Insanity&lt;br /&gt;You Sold Your Soul To Feed Your Vanity&lt;br /&gt;Your Fantasies And Lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're A Drop In The Rain&lt;br /&gt;Just A Number Not A Name&lt;br /&gt;And You Don't See It&lt;br /&gt;You Don't Believe It&lt;br /&gt;At The End Of The Day&lt;br /&gt;You're A Needle In The Hay&lt;br /&gt;You Signed And Sealed It&lt;br /&gt;And Now You Gotta Deal With It&lt;br /&gt;Humanity&lt;br /&gt;Humanity&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be On Your Way&lt;br /&gt;Adios Amigo There's A Price To Pay&lt;br /&gt;For All The Egotistic Games You Played&lt;br /&gt;The World You Made&lt;br /&gt;Is Gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're A Drop In The Rain&lt;br /&gt;Just A Number Not A Name&lt;br /&gt;And You Don't See It&lt;br /&gt;You Don't Believe It&lt;br /&gt;At The End Of The Day&lt;br /&gt;You're A Needle In The Hay&lt;br /&gt;You Signed And Sealed It&lt;br /&gt;And Now You Gotta Deal With It&lt;br /&gt;Humanity&lt;br /&gt;Humanity&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run And Hide There's Fire In The Sky&lt;br /&gt;Stay Inside&lt;br /&gt;The Water's Gonna Rise And Pull You Under&lt;br /&gt;In Your Eyes I'm Staring At The End Of Time&lt;br /&gt;Nothing Can Change Us&lt;br /&gt;No One Can Save Us From Ourselves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're A Drop In The Rain&lt;br /&gt;Just A Number Not A Name&lt;br /&gt;And You Don't See It&lt;br /&gt;You Don't Believe It&lt;br /&gt;At The End Of The Day&lt;br /&gt;You're A Needle In The Hay&lt;br /&gt;You Signed And Sealed It&lt;br /&gt;Now You Gotta Deal With It&lt;br /&gt;Humanity&lt;br /&gt;Humanity&lt;br /&gt;Humanity&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye&lt;br /&gt;It's time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098380524968454514-2977229157886578359?l=musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/feeds/2977229157886578359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4098380524968454514&amp;postID=2977229157886578359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/2977229157886578359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/2977229157886578359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/2007/10/humanity.html' title='Humanity'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03415057806633903433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098380524968454514.post-920636342634008546</id><published>2007-09-28T20:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T07:57:35.148+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img296.imageshack.us/img296/803/13698730mc5.png" border="0" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;E um obrigada diferente, desta vez sem música ou letras,mas sim com gratidão a todos os que me tem aturado... ainda faltam alguns, mas nao cabia tudo na mesma foto... mas hei-de arranjar maneira ;)De qualquer das maneiras eles sabem quem são...  Estarei sempre aqui por vocês &lt;br /&gt;Amo-vos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098380524968454514-920636342634008546?l=musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/feeds/920636342634008546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4098380524968454514&amp;postID=920636342634008546' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/920636342634008546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/920636342634008546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/2007/09/thank-you_28.html' title='Thank You'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03415057806633903433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098380524968454514.post-7395891239295700659</id><published>2007-09-28T20:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T20:14:12.183+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lu03b5EzWiM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lu03b5EzWiM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Enfim... sem mais para dizer... ao meu melhor amigo, que já não existe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought that I could always count on you,&lt;br /&gt;I thought that nothing could come between us two.&lt;br /&gt;We said as long as we would stick together,&lt;br /&gt;We’d be alright,&lt;br /&gt;We’d be ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I was stupid&lt;br /&gt;And you broke me down&lt;br /&gt;I’ll never be the same again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thank you for showing me,&lt;br /&gt;That best friends can not be trusted,&lt;br /&gt;And thank you for lying to me,&lt;br /&gt;Your friendship, the good times we had you can have them back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why it always has to hurt,&lt;br /&gt;For every lesson that you have to learn.&lt;br /&gt;I won’t forget what you did to me,&lt;br /&gt;How you showed me things I wish I’d never seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I was stupid,&lt;br /&gt;And you broke me down,&lt;br /&gt;I’ll never be the same again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thank you for showing me,&lt;br /&gt;That best friends can not be trusted,&lt;br /&gt;And thank you for lying to me,&lt;br /&gt;Your friendship the good times we had you can have them back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the tables turn again,&lt;br /&gt;You’ll remember me my friend,&lt;br /&gt;You’ll be wishing I was there for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be the one you miss the most,&lt;br /&gt;But you’ll only find my ghost.&lt;br /&gt;As time goes by,&lt;br /&gt;You’ll wonder why,&lt;br /&gt;You’re all alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thank you for showing me,&lt;br /&gt;That best friends can not be trusted,&lt;br /&gt;And thank you for lying to me,&lt;br /&gt;Your friendship, the good times we had you can have them back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thank you - for lying to me,&lt;br /&gt;So thank you - for all the times you let me down&lt;br /&gt;So thank you - for lying to me,&lt;br /&gt;So thank you - your friendship you can have it back&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098380524968454514-7395891239295700659?l=musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/feeds/7395891239295700659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4098380524968454514&amp;postID=7395891239295700659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/7395891239295700659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/7395891239295700659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/2007/09/thank-you.html' title='Thank You'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03415057806633903433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098380524968454514.post-5260772062502580263</id><published>2007-09-24T09:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T09:36:45.849+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Outside</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WMiSiTcz5lo"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WMiSiTcz5lo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;pois é... não queria acreditar que fosses tão feio como eu, mas acontece que és... é tão simples para mim agora ver tudo... tudo o que fizeste, o que disseste, o que premeditaste fazer... seriam todas as palavras doces mentira, assim como muito do que disseste? Não sei... e nunca vou saber... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you can bring me to my knees...Again&lt;br /&gt;All the times when I could beg you please....In vain&lt;br /&gt;All the times when I felt insecure....For you&lt;br /&gt;And I leave my burdens at the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm on the outside&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking in&lt;br /&gt;I can see through you&lt;br /&gt;See your true colors&lt;br /&gt;Cos inside you're ugly&lt;br /&gt;You're ugly like me&lt;br /&gt;I can see through you&lt;br /&gt;See to the real you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the times that I felt like this won't end&lt;br /&gt;Was from you&lt;br /&gt;And I taste what I could never have&lt;br /&gt;Its from you&lt;br /&gt;All the times that I've tried&lt;br /&gt;My intentions, full of pride&lt;br /&gt;But I waste more time than anyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm on the outside&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking in&lt;br /&gt;I can see through you&lt;br /&gt;See your true colors&lt;br /&gt;Cos inside you're ugly&lt;br /&gt;You're ugly like me&lt;br /&gt;I can see through you&lt;br /&gt;See to the real you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the times that I've cried&lt;br /&gt;All this wasted, it's all inside&lt;br /&gt;And I feel, all this pain&lt;br /&gt;I stuffed it down, it's back again&lt;br /&gt;And I lie, here in bed&lt;br /&gt;All alone, I can't mend&lt;br /&gt;But I feel, tomorrow will be okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm on the outside&lt;br /&gt;And I'm looking in&lt;br /&gt;I can see through you&lt;br /&gt;See your true colors&lt;br /&gt;Cos inside you're ugly&lt;br /&gt;You're ugly like me&lt;br /&gt;I can see through you&lt;br /&gt;See to the real you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098380524968454514-5260772062502580263?l=musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/feeds/5260772062502580263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4098380524968454514&amp;postID=5260772062502580263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/5260772062502580263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/5260772062502580263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/2007/09/outside.html' title='Outside'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03415057806633903433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098380524968454514.post-8729133643382855692</id><published>2007-09-20T12:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T12:43:09.342+01:00</updated><title type='text'>That I Would Be Good</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/44TRkB9dxvE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/44TRkB9dxvE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada amigos, por toda a força que me estão a dar... neste momento tenho a esperança de poder ser realmente boa, com ou sem ele... ainda não me sinto completamente recuperada, mas isso vem com o tempo... o tempo é o melhor conselheiro... então eu espero... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I Would Be Good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I would be good even if I did nothing&lt;br /&gt;That I would be good even if I got the thumbs down&lt;br /&gt;That I would be good if I got and stayed sick&lt;br /&gt;That I would be good even if I gained ten pounds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I would be fine even even if I went bankrupt&lt;br /&gt;That I would be good if I lost my hair and my youth&lt;br /&gt;That I would be great if I was no longer queen&lt;br /&gt;That I would be grand if I was not all knowing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I would be loved even when I numb myself&lt;br /&gt;That I would be good even when I am overwhelmed&lt;br /&gt;That I would be loved even when I was fuming&lt;br /&gt;That I would be good even if I was clingy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I would be good even if I lost sanity&lt;br /&gt;That I would be good&lt;br /&gt;Whether with or without you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098380524968454514-8729133643382855692?l=musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/feeds/8729133643382855692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4098380524968454514&amp;postID=8729133643382855692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/8729133643382855692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/8729133643382855692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/2007/09/that-i-would-be-good.html' title='That I Would Be Good'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03415057806633903433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098380524968454514.post-1439666943663830115</id><published>2007-09-19T13:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T13:55:05.301+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Grace Kelly</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uzA0nG_PurQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uzA0nG_PurQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Posso ser quem quiser... e queria ser só alguém para ti... uma vez que não sou, vou ser tudo e nada, com esforço e dedicação, com vontade e luta, com coragem e força, hei-de voltar a ser eu... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace Kelly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to talk to you&lt;br /&gt;(the last time we talked mr smith you reduced me to tears i promise you it wont happen again)&lt;br /&gt;do i attract you?&lt;br /&gt;do i repulse you with my queasy smile?&lt;br /&gt;am i too dirty?&lt;br /&gt;am i too flirty?&lt;br /&gt;do i like what you like? i could be wholesome&lt;br /&gt;i could be loathsome&lt;br /&gt;i guess im a little bit shy&lt;br /&gt;why dont you like me?&lt;br /&gt;why dont you like me?&lt;br /&gt;without making me try?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to be like grace kelly(mmm)&lt;br /&gt;but all her looks were to sad(uhhh)&lt;br /&gt;so i tried a little freddy(MMMM)&lt;br /&gt;ive gone identity mad!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could be brown&lt;br /&gt;i could be blue&lt;br /&gt;i could be violet sky&lt;br /&gt;i could be hurtful&lt;br /&gt;i could be purple&lt;br /&gt;i could be anything you like&lt;br /&gt;gotta be green&lt;br /&gt;gotta be mean&lt;br /&gt;gotta be everything more&lt;br /&gt;why dont you like me?&lt;br /&gt;why dont you like me?&lt;br /&gt;why dont you walk out the door?&lt;br /&gt;(getting angry doesn't solve anything)&lt;br /&gt;how can i help it?&lt;br /&gt;how can i help it?&lt;br /&gt;how can i help what you think?&lt;br /&gt;hello my baby&lt;br /&gt;hello my baby&lt;br /&gt;putting my life on the brink&lt;br /&gt;why dont you like me?&lt;br /&gt;why dont you like me?&lt;br /&gt;why dont you like yourself?&lt;br /&gt;should i bend over?&lt;br /&gt;should i look older?&lt;br /&gt;just to be put on the shelf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried to be like grace kelly(mmm)&lt;br /&gt;but all her looks were to sad(uhh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i tried a little freddie(MMMM)&lt;br /&gt;iv gone identity mad!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could be brown&lt;br /&gt;i could be blue&lt;br /&gt;i could be violet sky&lt;br /&gt;i could hurtful&lt;br /&gt;i could be purple&lt;br /&gt;i could be anything you like&lt;br /&gt;gotta be green&lt;br /&gt;gotta be mean&lt;br /&gt;gotta be everything more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why don't you like me&lt;br /&gt;why don't you like me&lt;br /&gt;walk out the door!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;say what you want to satisfy yourself hey!&lt;br /&gt;but you only want,what everybody else says you should want, you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could be brown&lt;br /&gt;i could be blue&lt;br /&gt;i could be violet sky&lt;br /&gt;i could hurtful&lt;br /&gt;i could be purple&lt;br /&gt;i could be anything you like&lt;br /&gt;gotta be green&lt;br /&gt;gotta be mean&lt;br /&gt;gotta be everything more&lt;br /&gt;why don't you like me why don't you like me&lt;br /&gt;walk out the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could be brown&lt;br /&gt;i could be blue&lt;br /&gt;i could be violet sky&lt;br /&gt;i could hurtful&lt;br /&gt;i could be purple&lt;br /&gt;i could be anything you like&lt;br /&gt;gotta be green&lt;br /&gt;gotta be mean&lt;br /&gt;gotta be everything more&lt;br /&gt;why don't you like me why don't you like me&lt;br /&gt;walk out the door&lt;br /&gt;ooo000o0o0o0ooooahh &lt;br /&gt;humphrey we're leaving!&lt;br /&gt;kachinga!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098380524968454514-1439666943663830115?l=musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/feeds/1439666943663830115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4098380524968454514&amp;postID=1439666943663830115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/1439666943663830115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/1439666943663830115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/2007/09/grace-kelly.html' title='Grace Kelly'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03415057806633903433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098380524968454514.post-3574380022558085975</id><published>2007-09-17T21:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T21:35:55.329+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/symPJDCx7pA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/symPJDCx7pA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Uma coisa que me tenho esquecido bastante, é dos meus amigos. toda esta reviravolta na minha vida levou-me a esquecer um pouco de todos, de quem não merecia ser esquecido, porque são as pessoas que mais me tem aturado, ouvido, aconselhado, acalmado... A todos os meus amigos, vocês sabem que apesar de eu estar a ser um pouco egoísta, sabem que estou aqui para voces, para todo o sempre... Vocês sabem quem são... o meu muito Obrigada a todos! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. não pensem que vou correr nua convosco na areia, é apenas a letra de uma musica, ok? :)&lt;br /&gt;Beijos a todos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendship is rare,&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what I'm sayin' to you?&lt;br /&gt;Friendship is rare.&lt;br /&gt;My derriere,&lt;br /&gt;When you find out much later&lt;br /&gt;That they don't really care.&lt;br /&gt;It's rare to me, can't you see?&lt;br /&gt;It's rare to me, can't you see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh shit there's the fair,&lt;br /&gt;Could you hand me that shotgun buddy,&lt;br /&gt;Also that chair?&lt;br /&gt;We're fighting a bear&lt;br /&gt;Now your life's in grave danger&lt;br /&gt;And you don't even care.&lt;br /&gt;It's rare to me, can't you see?&lt;br /&gt;It's rare to me, can't you see?&lt;br /&gt;It's rare to me,&lt;br /&gt;Say a prayer for me,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's rare to be&lt;br /&gt;In Tenacious D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends will be friends&lt;br /&gt;They're running naked in the sand,&lt;br /&gt;Friends holding hands&lt;br /&gt;Will someday surely form a band,&lt;br /&gt;Friends will be friends&lt;br /&gt;They say that friends are friends&lt;br /&gt;To the bitter end.&lt;br /&gt;Long-as-there's-a-record-deal-we'll-always-be-friends!&lt;br /&gt;Long-as-there's-a-record-deal-we'll-always-be-friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends will be friends&lt;br /&gt;They're running naked in the sand,&lt;br /&gt;Friends holding hands&lt;br /&gt;Will someday surely form a band,&lt;br /&gt;Friends will be friends&lt;br /&gt;They say that friends are friends&lt;br /&gt;To the bitter end.&lt;br /&gt;Long-as-there's-a-record-deal-we'll-always-be-friends!&lt;br /&gt;Long as there's a record deal we'll always be friends, yeah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098380524968454514-3574380022558085975?l=musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/feeds/3574380022558085975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4098380524968454514&amp;postID=3574380022558085975' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/3574380022558085975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/3574380022558085975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/2007/09/friendship.html' title='Friendship'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03415057806633903433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098380524968454514.post-8659114709453585764</id><published>2007-09-17T07:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T07:58:48.500+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Lonely Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XYKPyjH2sVQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XYKPyjH2sVQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Este video devia de ter sido publicado ontem, mas não tive oportunidade... a data de 16 de Setembro marca-me... apesar de ter estado rodeada de gente, de ter feito uma viagem de avião, de ter voltado para junto da minha familia, senti-me so, tão só.... sem ninguém que me abraçasse, sem ninguém que me permitisse chorar a vontade... sem ninguém.... tanto ruido, e não ouvia nada... apenas a minha dor...&lt;br /&gt;Mas estou contente por ter conseguido sobreviver a este dia...&lt;br /&gt;Veremos como me saio nos próximos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lonely Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a lonely day&lt;br /&gt;And it's mine&lt;br /&gt;The most loneliest day in my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a lonely day&lt;br /&gt;Should be banned&lt;br /&gt;It's a day that I can't stand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most loneliest day of my life&lt;br /&gt;The most loneliest day of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a lonely day&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't exist&lt;br /&gt;It's a day that I'll never miss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a lonely day&lt;br /&gt;And it's mine&lt;br /&gt;The most loneliest day of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you go,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go with you&lt;br /&gt;And if you die,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna die with you&lt;br /&gt;Take your hand and walk away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most loneliest day of my life&lt;br /&gt;The most loneliest day of my life&lt;br /&gt;The most loneliest day of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a lonely day&lt;br /&gt;And it's mine&lt;br /&gt;It's a day that I'm glad I survived&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098380524968454514-8659114709453585764?l=musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/feeds/8659114709453585764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4098380524968454514&amp;postID=8659114709453585764' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/8659114709453585764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/8659114709453585764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/2007/09/lonely-day.html' title='Lonely Day'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03415057806633903433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098380524968454514.post-4162926808830337779</id><published>2007-09-15T22:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T23:04:00.787+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Atwa</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xZdL1BupbhU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xZdL1BupbhU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Será que não sentes, será que queres esquecer? Será que me queres magoar? Será que me queres ver triste, a sofrer?&lt;br /&gt;Ou será que te obrigam a isso por burrice tua... A escolha é tua, só tua... por mais que digas a todos que estás bem, eu conheço-te melhor que ninguém...e sei que não... Por favor, não te enganes... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atwa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey you, see me, pictures crazy&lt;br /&gt;All the world Ive seen before me passing by&lt;br /&gt;Ive got nothing, to gain, to lose&lt;br /&gt;All the world Ive seen before me passing by&lt;br /&gt;You dont care about how I feel&lt;br /&gt;I dont feel it any more&lt;br /&gt;You dont care about how I feel&lt;br /&gt;I dont feel it any more&lt;br /&gt;You dont care about how I feel&lt;br /&gt;I dont feel it any more&lt;br /&gt;You dont care about how I feel&lt;br /&gt;I dont feel it any more&lt;br /&gt;Hey you, are me, not so pretty&lt;br /&gt;All the world Ive seen before me passing by&lt;br /&gt;Silent my voice, Ive got no choice&lt;br /&gt;All the world Ive seen before me passing by&lt;br /&gt;You dont care about how I feel&lt;br /&gt;I dont feel it any more&lt;br /&gt;You dont care about how I feel&lt;br /&gt;I dont feel it any more&lt;br /&gt;You dont care about how I feel&lt;br /&gt;I dont feel it any more&lt;br /&gt;You dont care about how I feel&lt;br /&gt;I dont feel it any more&lt;br /&gt;I dont see, anymore&lt;br /&gt;I dont hear, anymore&lt;br /&gt;I dont speak, anymore&lt;br /&gt;I dont feel&lt;br /&gt;Hey you, see me, pictures crazy&lt;br /&gt;All the world Ive seen before me passing by&lt;br /&gt;Ive got nothing, to gain, to lose&lt;br /&gt;All the world Ive seen before me passing by&lt;br /&gt;You dont care about how I feel&lt;br /&gt;I dont feel it any more&lt;br /&gt;You dont care about how I feel&lt;br /&gt;I dont feel it any more&lt;br /&gt;You dont care about how I feel&lt;br /&gt;I dont feel it any more&lt;br /&gt;You dont care about how I feel&lt;br /&gt;I dont feel it any more&lt;br /&gt;I dont sleep, anymore&lt;br /&gt;I dont eat, anymore&lt;br /&gt;I dont live, anymore&lt;br /&gt;I dont feel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098380524968454514-4162926808830337779?l=musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/feeds/4162926808830337779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4098380524968454514&amp;postID=4162926808830337779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/4162926808830337779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/4162926808830337779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/2007/09/atwa.html' title='Atwa'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03415057806633903433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098380524968454514.post-8615943628477408955</id><published>2007-09-14T17:03:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T21:11:41.481+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Excuse Me Mr</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/U3XDsaqjMWc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/U3XDsaqjMWc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom, realmente um pouco do teu tempo é que eu pedia... afinal de contas, nunca te neguei o meu... Contudo quando to peço, tu confundes tudo, pensas que te vou convencer a voltar para mim... (Não sou eu que estou obcecada por me lembrar de ti, tu é que tás obcecado em conseguir esquecer-me!) Como poderia eu pedir isso, sem já sequer conseguir confiar em uma palavra me que dizes... Mas tenho saudades do meu melhor amigo... Muitas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excuse Me Mr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like a beggar with no luck&lt;br /&gt;I'm holding signs up&lt;br /&gt;On your street corner stops&lt;br /&gt;Like most you try not to see me&lt;br /&gt;You stare straight ahead&lt;br /&gt;Ignore the responsibility&lt;br /&gt;Excuse me...excuse me Mr.&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting in line&lt;br /&gt;And I'd like to buy some of your time&lt;br /&gt;I'm very anxious, eager, willing&lt;br /&gt;What's your billing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please excuse me Mr.&lt;br /&gt;You've got things all wrong&lt;br /&gt;You make it feel like a crime&lt;br /&gt;So don't confuse me Mr.&lt;br /&gt;I've known you too long&lt;br /&gt;All I need is a little of your time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For most love comes for free&lt;br /&gt;They don't pay the high cost&lt;br /&gt;Of mental custody I'll pay bail for a guarantee&lt;br /&gt;Please make space for me In the time yet to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excuse me...excuse me Mr.&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting in line&lt;br /&gt;And I'd like to buy&lt;br /&gt;Some of your time&lt;br /&gt;I've been saving up my life&lt;br /&gt;What's your price?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;What should I do&lt;br /&gt;I'm about to crack&lt;br /&gt;And there's a force&lt;br /&gt;That comes over me&lt;br /&gt;It's almost as if I'm tied to the tracks&lt;br /&gt;And I'm waiting for him&lt;br /&gt;To rescue me&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing is&lt;br /&gt;He's not going to come&lt;br /&gt;He's not going to find me This is a matter of fact&lt;br /&gt;The desire you lack&lt;br /&gt;This is the way I guess it has to be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little of your time&lt;br /&gt;I need a little of your time&lt;br /&gt;Please,a little of your time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in line to buy time&lt;br /&gt;I'm in line to buy time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098380524968454514-8615943628477408955?l=musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/feeds/8615943628477408955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4098380524968454514&amp;postID=8615943628477408955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/8615943628477408955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/8615943628477408955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/2007/09/excuse-me-mr.html' title='Excuse Me Mr'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03415057806633903433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098380524968454514.post-1671776708236837556</id><published>2007-09-13T20:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T17:11:45.230+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hedonism (Just Because You Feel Good)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lnv47orMiUs"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lnv47orMiUs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Nada a dizer... a letra diz tudo... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hedonism (Just Because You Feel Good)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you're feeling happy now&lt;br /&gt;I see you feel no pain at all it seems&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what you're doin' now&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if you think of me at all&lt;br /&gt;Do you still play the same moves now&lt;br /&gt;Or are those special moods&lt;br /&gt;For someone else&lt;br /&gt;I hope you're feeling happy now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because you feel good&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't make you right&lt;br /&gt;Just because you feel good&lt;br /&gt;Still want you here tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does laughter still discover you&lt;br /&gt;I see through all the smiles&lt;br /&gt;That look so right&lt;br /&gt;Do you still have the same friends now&lt;br /&gt;To smoke away your problems and your life&lt;br /&gt;Oh how do you remeber&lt;br /&gt;Me the one that made&lt;br /&gt;you laugh until you cried&lt;br /&gt;I hope yo're feeling happy now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because you feel good&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't make you right&lt;br /&gt;Just because you feel good&lt;br /&gt;Still want you here tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what you're donig now&lt;br /&gt;I hope you're feeling happy now&lt;br /&gt;I hope you're feeling happy now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098380524968454514-1671776708236837556?l=musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/feeds/1671776708236837556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4098380524968454514&amp;postID=1671776708236837556' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/1671776708236837556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/1671776708236837556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/2007/09/hedonism-just-because-you-feel-good.html' title='Hedonism (Just Because You Feel Good)'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03415057806633903433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098380524968454514.post-476359790316790380</id><published>2007-09-12T18:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T17:12:24.791+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Promises</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YYtT3TujD7o"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YYtT3TujD7o" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Já não acredito nas promessas feitas, fiz tantas, deixei que me fizessem, e no fim, tornaram-se apenas sonhos desfeitos, esperanças perdidas, corações despedaçados... O ínfimo da esperança morreu hoje... foi renascida num sonho maravilhoso do qual não queria acordar, e morreu com uma conversa... Tenho a minha vida perdida, presa às promessas que fizemos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promises&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You better belive I’m coming&lt;br /&gt;You better believe what I say&lt;br /&gt;You better hold on to your promises&lt;br /&gt;Because you bet, you’ll get what you deserve&lt;br /&gt;She’s going to leave him over&lt;br /&gt;She’s gonna take her love away&lt;br /&gt;So much for your eternal vows, well&lt;br /&gt;It does not matter anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can’t you stay here awhile&lt;br /&gt;Stay here awhile&lt;br /&gt;Stay with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, all the promises we made&lt;br /&gt;All the meaningless and empty words&lt;br /&gt;I prayed, prayed, prayed&lt;br /&gt;Oh, all the promises we broke&lt;br /&gt;All the meaningless and empty words&lt;br /&gt;I spoke, spoke, spoke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do-do-do, do-do-do,&lt;br /&gt;Do-do-do, do-do-do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What of all the things that you taught me&lt;br /&gt;What of all the things that you’d say&lt;br /&gt;What of all your prophetic preaching&lt;br /&gt;You’re just throwing it all away&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we should burn the house down&lt;br /&gt;Have ourselves another fight&lt;br /&gt;Leave the cobwebs in the closet&lt;br /&gt;’cos tearing them out is just not right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can’t you stay here awhile&lt;br /&gt;Stay here awhile&lt;br /&gt;Stay with me, oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh eh, oh eh, oh eh,&lt;br /&gt;Oh eh, oh eh x3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do-do-do, do-do-do,&lt;br /&gt;Do-do-do, do-do-do&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098380524968454514-476359790316790380?l=musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/feeds/476359790316790380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4098380524968454514&amp;postID=476359790316790380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/476359790316790380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/476359790316790380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/2007/09/promises.html' title='Promises'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03415057806633903433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098380524968454514.post-7310821728753871328</id><published>2007-09-11T21:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T17:12:46.450+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty in Scarlet</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HyACsgDB-xw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HyACsgDB-xw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não fico nada bem de vermelho, mas adoro esta musica... Realmente propus-me para mudanças na noite em que houve o ultimo beijo, mas as memórias não me deixam mudar por completo.... e por vezes gostava mesmo que me deixassem mergulhar sozinha... e nas mentiras se vive, então, eu, realmente fugi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty in scarlet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty in scarlet&lt;br /&gt;So pretty in scarlet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We slept a while&lt;br /&gt;To turn it up and get it off our minds&lt;br /&gt;I slept a while&lt;br /&gt;To get it all&lt;br /&gt;It seems allright&lt;br /&gt;To find a place without a single life&lt;br /&gt;Where is the night&lt;br /&gt;We run into&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause nothings good I can explain&lt;br /&gt;Im falling down and caught up the rain&lt;br /&gt;I turn myself into changes&lt;br /&gt;The night I kissed you goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Cause nothings good I can explain&lt;br /&gt;Im falling down and caught up the rain&lt;br /&gt;To turn myself into changes&lt;br /&gt;Your death is over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wanna live a life pretty in scarlet&lt;br /&gt;Come on&lt;br /&gt;You wanna wash it down Im pretty in scarlet&lt;br /&gt;To myself to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;You wanna live a life pretty in scarlet&lt;br /&gt;Come on&lt;br /&gt;You wanna wash it down Im pretty in scarlet&lt;br /&gt;To myself to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its ok&lt;br /&gt;Doesnt count&lt;br /&gt;For my place&lt;br /&gt;Deeper sound&lt;br /&gt;Let me dive alone&lt;br /&gt;Let me dive alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gave me wine&lt;br /&gt;To poison me and take away my time&lt;br /&gt;I can hear your cry&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause nothings good I can explain&lt;br /&gt;Im falling down and caught up the rain&lt;br /&gt;Cause I turn myself into changes&lt;br /&gt;The night I kissed you goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Cause nothings good I can explain&lt;br /&gt;Im falling down and caught up the rain&lt;br /&gt;I turn myself into changes&lt;br /&gt;Your death is over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wanna live a life pretty in scarlet&lt;br /&gt;Come on&lt;br /&gt;You wanna wash it down Im pretty in scarlet&lt;br /&gt;To myself to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;You wanna live a life pretty in scarlet&lt;br /&gt;Come on&lt;br /&gt;You wanna wash it down Im pretty in scarlet&lt;br /&gt;To myself to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty in scarlet&lt;br /&gt;Pretty in scarlet&lt;br /&gt;Pretty in scarlet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wanna live a life pretty in scarlet&lt;br /&gt;Come on&lt;br /&gt;You wanna wash it down Im pretty in scarlet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty&lt;br /&gt;Shes pretty&lt;br /&gt;Shes pretty&lt;br /&gt;And I run, and I run, and I run, and I run away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you throw a stone on me&lt;br /&gt;And if you need some pain to see&lt;br /&gt;And if you live your lies&lt;br /&gt;I will run, will run, will run, run away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you throw a stone on me&lt;br /&gt;And if you need some pain to see&lt;br /&gt;And if you live your lies&lt;br /&gt;I will run&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098380524968454514-7310821728753871328?l=musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/feeds/7310821728753871328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4098380524968454514&amp;postID=7310821728753871328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/7310821728753871328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/7310821728753871328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/2007/09/preety-in-scarlet.html' title='Pretty in Scarlet'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03415057806633903433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098380524968454514.post-4396343760637830071</id><published>2007-09-10T23:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T17:13:23.054+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Living in a Lie</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AyBW0YEX_8A"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AyBW0YEX_8A" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom, esta música representa um pouco aquilo que sinto neste momento... Por vezes sinto que estou a viver numa mentira, um pesadelo, algo que vai-me apenas bastar abrir os olhos e ver tudo o que me é familiar à volta... Infelizmente não acontece, e todos os dias desejo abrir os olhos um bocadinho mais tarde, pelo menos nos sonhos, consigo estar onde quero... Pessoas magoadas, sentimentos esquecidos, recalcados, acabados, mentiras espalhadas, dor... muita dor... E deixei-te sozinho... e fiquei sozinha... Paz, finalmente? No final, espero que sim... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living in a Lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont give me names&lt;br /&gt;Youve got it all, took it all from me&lt;br /&gt;Drove me insane&lt;br /&gt;Whod come down to earth, releasing me&lt;br /&gt;Healing my wounds&lt;br /&gt;So why dont you close the door when youre leaving me&lt;br /&gt;Now youll run&lt;br /&gt;Running all the way back to me again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not to end in shame&lt;br /&gt;To fight an endless lie&lt;br /&gt;Im not to play a game&lt;br /&gt;I wont be on your side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I) found a way&lt;br /&gt;To reach myself again but all I saw was shame&lt;br /&gt;Drive me away&lt;br /&gt;Theres something deep in me waiting to escape&lt;br /&gt;You think you know me&lt;br /&gt;So why dont you close the door when youre here with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im here to end the game&lt;br /&gt;Im living in a lie&lt;br /&gt;Its hard to give the same&lt;br /&gt;I wont be on your side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not to end in shame&lt;br /&gt;To fight an endless lie&lt;br /&gt;Im not to play a game&lt;br /&gt;I wont be on your side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved you a lot&lt;br /&gt;To need you a lot&lt;br /&gt;I leave you alone...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098380524968454514-4396343760637830071?l=musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/feeds/4396343760637830071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4098380524968454514&amp;postID=4396343760637830071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/4396343760637830071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/4396343760637830071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/2007/09/living-in-lie.html' title='Living in a Lie'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03415057806633903433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4098380524968454514.post-2769955286836824308</id><published>2007-09-09T12:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T17:13:51.716+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll Never Be Maria Magdalena</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CugFZVK_ydk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CugFZVK_ydk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Esta é muito antiguinha...  Data de 1985, e foi a primeira música que eu cantei em público... uma professora da primária foi-me buscar à escolinha pequenina, como lhe costumávamos chamar, agora tem o pomposo nome de infantário, ou creche, e lá fui eu cantar e desenhar para os meninos da 1ª classe... LOOOOL... o meu inglês era algo fantástico, como devem imaginar, e do desenho saiu uma bola com olhos, nariz, boca, dois braços e duas pernas... quem me conhece sabe bem o jeitinho que eu tenho para o desenho :P&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, aqui fica o som que foi moda durante algum tempo, e do qual ainda me lembro como cantava...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll Never Be Maria Magdalena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You take my love&lt;br /&gt;You want my soul&lt;br /&gt;I would be crazy to share your life&lt;br /&gt;Why can't you see what I am&lt;br /&gt;Sharpen the senses and turn the knife&lt;br /&gt;Hurt me and you'll understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never be Maria Magdalena&lt;br /&gt;(You're a creature of the night)&lt;br /&gt;Maria Magdalena&lt;br /&gt;(you're a victim of the fight)&lt;br /&gt;(you need love)&lt;br /&gt;Promised me delight&lt;br /&gt;(You need love)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why must I lie&lt;br /&gt;Find alibies&lt;br /&gt;When will you wake up and realize&lt;br /&gt;I can't surrender to you&lt;br /&gt;Play for affection and&lt;br /&gt;Win the prize&lt;br /&gt;I know those party games too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never be Maria Magdalena&lt;br /&gt;(You're a creature of the night)&lt;br /&gt;Maria Magdalena&lt;br /&gt;(you're a victim of the fight)&lt;br /&gt;(you need love)&lt;br /&gt;Promised me delight&lt;br /&gt;(You need love)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4098380524968454514-2769955286836824308?l=musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/feeds/2769955286836824308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4098380524968454514&amp;postID=2769955286836824308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/2769955286836824308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4098380524968454514/posts/default/2769955286836824308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicandlyricsforme.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post.html' title='I&apos;ll Never Be Maria Magdalena'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03415057806633903433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
