the stars lean down to kiss you, and I lie awake I miss you. pour me a heavy dose of atmosphere, cause I'll doze off safe and soundly, but I'll miss your arms around me. I'll send a postcard to you dear, cause I wish you were here. I'll watch the night turn light blue, but it's not the same without you, because it takes two to whisper quietly... the silence isn't so bad, till I look at my hands and feel sad, cause the spaces between my fingers are right where yours fit perfectly. I'll find repose in new ways, though I haven't slept in two days, cause cold nostalgia chills me to the bone. But drenched in Vanilla twilight, I'll sit on the front porch all night, waist deep in thought because when I think of you. I don't feel so alone. as many times as I blink I'll think of you... tonight. when violet eyes get brighter, and heavy wings grow lighter, I'll taste the sky and feel alive again. and I'll forget the world that I knew, but I swear I won't forget you, oh if my voice could reach back through the past, I'd whisper in your ear, oh darling I wish you were here.

(owl city - vanilla twilight)

all I know is that you're so nice you're the nicest thing! I've seen I wish that we could give it a go... see if we could be something. I wish I was your favorite girl. I wish you thought I was the reason you are in the world. I wish my smile was your favorite kind of smile. I wish the way that I dress was your favorite kind of style. I wish you couldn't figure me out but you'd always wanna know what I was about. I wish you'd hold my hand when I was upset. I wish you'd never forget the look on my face when we first met. I wish you had a favorite beauty spot that you loved secretly, 'cause it was on a hidden bit that nobody else could see. basically, I wish that you loved me. I wish that you needed me. I wish that you knew when I said two sugars, actually I meant three. I wish that without me your heart would break. I wish that without me you'd be spending the rest of your nights awake. I wish that without me you couldn't eat. I wish I was the last thing on your mind before you went to sleep. all I know is that you're the nicest thing I've ever seen and I wish we could see if we could be something.

(kate nash - nicest thing)

jenny: tire esse cão daqui! quero ele fora daqui, agora!
john: vou levá-lo pra passear.
jenny: não, ele vai pra fazenda!
john: tá, amigo, acho que vamos pra fazenda de novo.
jenny: não estou brincando. não aguento mais!
john: o que ele fez?
jenny: tudo possível! ele é um animal horrível!
john: isso não é justo.
jenny: não, injusto é que connor não durma há duas semanas, porque ele só late. e patrick cair duas vezes ao dia e eu não conseguir nem pensar! esse cachorro parece um trovão!
john: um momento, sei que teve momentos difíceis por causa do novo bebê, até entendo, mas falei com o arnie e depois do parto...
jenny: nem se atreva! não estou com depressão! estou exausta. não estou brava por causa de nenhuma doença! não posso sair sem os garotos por uma hora sequer, porque todas as babás da região morrem de medo do marley!
john: sei, mas você quem disse que não queria mais trabalhar. ainda pode ter ajuda.
jenny: não preciso! livre-se do cão!
john: isso não vai rolar! é óbvio!
jenny: fale mais baixo!
john: eu?!
jenny: livre-se do cão! não sei porque tudo isso! é só um cão!
john: sou seu esposo, vai me expulsar se não me comportar?
jenny: já pensei a respeito.
john: então, somos dois.
jenny: não tem do que reclamar.
john: do quê? acha que fico feliz de estar aqui?
jenny: você é tão idiota!
john: é bom vir pra uma casa que parece o inferno?

(jenny e john - marley e eu)

left your t-shirt in my room, still smells of you, and the picture you hung on the door, lay smashed, picture perfect... explains now, clearly, nothing left but a memory? we only made out, you never kissed me that's how I learned to hold back all feeling. wait, please don't go, I won't stay, all these words on replay. I'm okay, it's all right, good to know that you're fine! pretending everything is right to make it better, I'll hide my make-up smeared eyes, to show that I'm fine! some how you have managed to get under my skin, more than anyone ever did. and if every hole makes a scar, and every scar marks its place, then I will never live freely without your trace, and it'll never be fair. I wrote my songs for you and you never even cared. so I'll forget you, I'll wash your t-shirt and kill the pillow and cut you out of pictures. this drama sat shotgun... my eyes rained like autumn, only the glove box knows how the story goes... now that this bandage is broken and the cuts left in open, I'll tell you just one thing this wasn't worth the sting...

(automatic loveletter - make-up smeared eyes)

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