viernes, 26 de diciembre de 2008

The Last Drop of You

how meaningless can a night turn?
How I regret
the lack of confidence I senced in my voice

your kisses followed by this body ache
I tripped the second I felt hope
your hands, drawing wounds in my neck
are so not missed today

Now i've got
the last drop of your lonely, teary voice
And I've spent
ages with my fingers trapped in your hair
But I still do not have you
but I still do not have you...

Now you'll swallow every single note
while I keep my eyes shuthiding from you
quietly, carefully, so you wont notice how I feel
by standing here.

Now i've got
the last drop of your lonely, teary voice
And I've spent
ages with my fingers trapped in your hair
But I still do not have you

Now i've got the last drop of your lonely, teary voice
And I've spent ages with my fingers trapped in your hair
But I still do not have youbut I still do not have you...

I just have the last drop of you.

domingo, 21 de diciembre de 2008

soy un pato

muy felíz.













cuac.













la vida.



hogar, dulce hogar.