sábado, outubro 05, 2013

Nº 86: Page 1983 (GK338)




Another Love



I wanna take you somewhere so you know I care
But it's so cold and I don't know where
I brought you daffodils in a pretty string
But they won't flower like they did last spring

And I wanna kiss you, make you feel alright
I'm just so tired to share my nights
I wanna cry and I wanna love
But all my tears have been used up

On another love, another love
All my tears have been used up
On another love, another love
All my tears have been used up
On another love, another love
All my tears have been used up

And if somebody hurts you, I wanna fight
But my hands been broken, one too many times
So I'll use my voice, I'll be so f*cking rude
Words they always win, but I know I'll lose

And I'd sing a song, that'd be just ours
But I sang 'em all to another heart
And I wanna cry I wanna learn to love
But all my tears have been used up

On another love, another love
All my tears have been used up
On another love, another love
All my tears have been used up
On another love, another love
All my tears have been used up

I wanna sing a song, that'd be just ours
But I sang 'em all to another heart
And I wanna cry, I wanna fall in love
But all my tears have been used up

On another love, another love
All my tears have been used up
On another love, another love
All my tears have been used up
On another love, another love
All my tears have been used up

domingo, setembro 08, 2013

Patient Love



Got a pinch of tobacco in my pocket 
I'm not gonna roll it, no, I'm not gonna smoke it 
Till we're staring at the stars and the rockets 
Twinkling in the silvery night 
Two sips of whiskey in the flask 
But I'm not gonna drink 'em 
I swear I'll make it last 
Till we're drinking out of the same glass again 

And though the sand may be washed by the sea 
And the old will be lost in the new 
Well four will not wait for three 
For three never waited for two 
And though you will not wait for me 
I'll wait for you 

Got a Polaroid picture in my wallet 
I'm not gonna tear it, no, I'm not gonna spoil it 
It's an unspoken heartbreak 
A heartbroken handshake 
I take with me where I go 
Three words on the tip of my tongue 
Not to be spoke nor sung 
Or whispered to anyone 
Till I scream 'em at the top of my lungs again 

And though the sand may be washed by the sea 
And the old will be lost in the new 
Well four will not wait for three 
For three never waited for two 
And though you will not wait for me 
I'll wait for you 

Oh, whoa 
And, oh, oh, oh 
I'll wait for you 
Oh, whoa 
And, oh, oh, oh 
And I'll wait for you 
Oh, oh 

Got a pinch of tobacco in my pocket 
I'm not gonna roll it, no, I'm not gonna smoke it 
Till we're staring at the stars and the rockets 
Twinkling in the silvery night