Quando não se sabe o que escrever..e estamos naquela fase de rearrumações e reconsiderações (esta foi pa me meter contigo J. :)) eu gosto de ouvir músicas que falem por mim...gosto de pensar que alguém algures perceberá, mesmo sem o saber, aquilo que estou a pensar ou a sentir..E não será tb isso a música?
Gosto desta para mim, hoje. Ei-la.
Run, run over the hills
Can feel the bounce in my surroundings
Kill a flower in someone's garden
But I don't care, I am free
Streams let themselves loose
My feet won't touch the ground
The city's further away
And I love that I , I can say
The sky is way bigger than I ever thought it could be (ever thought it could be)
I really can't see where it ends
Clouds like bubbles in a sink touching my face (touching my face)
Makes me forget how to think
The sky is way bigger than I ever thought it could be (ever thought it could be)
I really can't see where it ends
Clouds like bubbles in a sink touching my face (touching my face)
Makes me forget how to think
