quinta-feira, 5 de maio de 2011

Luka - The end




I sit down in my bed and all I feel
your smell sweet like a dream that's come real
and I hold the only reason to stay here
finding a way to be here... but I can't see it clearly
It should be so much easy for me
if you was here by my side
But the only word in my mind
is the fuckin' question called "why?"

So I got the telephone
and all my pride say that I don't
I don't have to call you again
Should I trust the reason again?
Why don't you trust me till the end?
Should I trust the reason again?
Please... Trust me till the end.

When you're close to me and hold my hand and
you say "no matter what... this will be happen"
let's just get a horror movie, will be better
and in the Friday we'll sleep together
after this you get in your motor bike
put your elm on and just go home
without a "so long" or a kiss
I get in and feel your miss


So I got the telephone
and all my pride say that I don't
I don't have to call you again
Should I trust the reason again?
Why don't you trust me till the end?
Should I trust the reason again?
Please... Trust me till the end.

I stay here until the end
just to say that I need your hold again
Why you don't understand that
this falling from the sky it's not rain?
I can't believe this is the end
Why don't you call me again?
'cause I can't believe this is the end
but... This is really... The end.


LUKA RENAN DE CAMPOS CAMARGO

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