Para quem se queixa que eu não posto...
Ora, mesmo que poste aqui textos, as pessoas que comentam não são muitas por isso estou-me nas tintas e boto mais uma letra!
Gosto da letra, gosto da música e gosto do senhor e até já tenho bilhetes para o concerto dele. E vou vê-lo... com o meu pai, porque faço questão disso.
Gosto da letra, gosto da música e gosto do senhor e até já tenho bilhetes para o concerto dele. E vou vê-lo... com o meu pai, porque faço questão disso.
Nenhuma música seria mais apropriada à altura, ou pelo menos ao dia que foi passado com um bocado de irritação, não me perguntem porquê.
Sitting, Waiting, Wishing - Jack Johnson
I was sitting, waiting, wishing
You believed in superstitions
Then maybe you would see the signs
But lord knows that this world is cruel
And I ain’t the lord no I’m just a fool
Learning loving somebody
Don’t make them love you
Must I always be waiting, waiting on you?
Must I always be playing, playing your fool?
I sang your songs I danced your dance
I gave your friends all a chance
But putting up with them
Wasn’t worth never having you
Maybe you’ve been through this before
But it’s my first time so please ignore
The next few lines because they’re directed at you
I can’t always be waiting, waiting on you
I can’t always be playing, playing your fool
I keep playing your part
But it’s not my scene
Want this plot to twist
I’ve had enough mystery
You keep building it up
But then you’re shooting me down
But I’m already down
Just wait a minute
Just sitting, waiting
Just wait a minute
Just sitting, waiting
Well if I was in your position
I’d put down all my ammunition
I’d wonder why it had taken me so long
But lord knows that I’m not you
And if I was I wouldn’t be so cruel
Because waiting on love
Ain’t so easy to do
Must I always be waiting, waiting on you?
Must I always be playing, playing your fool?
Sitting, Waiting, Wishing - Jack Johnson
I was sitting, waiting, wishing
You believed in superstitions
Then maybe you would see the signs
But lord knows that this world is cruel
And I ain’t the lord no I’m just a fool
Learning loving somebody
Don’t make them love you
Must I always be waiting, waiting on you?
Must I always be playing, playing your fool?
I sang your songs I danced your dance
I gave your friends all a chance
But putting up with them
Wasn’t worth never having you
Maybe you’ve been through this before
But it’s my first time so please ignore
The next few lines because they’re directed at you
I can’t always be waiting, waiting on you
I can’t always be playing, playing your fool
I keep playing your part
But it’s not my scene
Want this plot to twist
I’ve had enough mystery
You keep building it up
But then you’re shooting me down
But I’m already down
Just wait a minute
Just sitting, waiting
Just wait a minute
Just sitting, waiting
Well if I was in your position
I’d put down all my ammunition
I’d wonder why it had taken me so long
But lord knows that I’m not you
And if I was I wouldn’t be so cruel
Because waiting on love
Ain’t so easy to do
Must I always be waiting, waiting on you?
Must I always be playing, playing your fool?
ACHO MT BEM PA, ACHO MT BEM! Mete o que te apetecer, qdo te apetecer, afnal de contas o blog é teu, ne? lol
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Cratera de
Tommy_Gun |
13:43
Ora bem... Eu também vou!!! Embora saiba que em palco ele é um cadito "mortito", mas pronto...
Sente-te!!! And... ON AND ON...
Cratera de
xein |
22:50