The neverending story

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All of these lines across my face
Tell you the story of
who I am
So many stories of where I've been
And how I got to where I am

But these stories don't mean anything
When you've got no one to tell them to
It's true
I was made for you

I climbed across the mountain tops
Swam all across the ocean blue
I crossed all the lines
And I broke all the rules
And baby I broke them all for you

Because even when I was flat broke
You made me feel like a million bucks

You do
And I was made for you

You see the smile that's on my mouth
It's hiding the words that don't come out
And all of my friends who think that I'm blessed
They don't know my head is a mess

No, they don't know who I really am
And they don't know what I've been through
Like you do
And I was made for you

3 comments:

RESSACA ® August 6, 2008 at 11:14 PM  

Pedindo antecipadas desculpas pela “invasão” e alguma usurpação de espaço, gostaríamos de deixar o convite para uma visita a este Espaço que irá agitar as águas da Passividade Portuguesa...

JN August 23, 2008 at 4:14 AM  

Bem, pelo menos estes dois mostram que foram feitos um para o outro :-)

bj

stamina August 25, 2008 at 12:02 AM  

pois é jn... :)

ao menos estes 2 não têm dúvidas.. já os seres humanos são uma complicação..

bjo e volta sempre

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