But watching you stand alone
all of my doubt
suddenly goes away somehow…
I have died everyday
waiting for you…
Darling, don’t be afraid
I have loved you for a thousand years,
I’ll love you for a thousand more.
Dentro al pugno un po’ d’anima dell’altro. E viceversa.
I’ve fought through a bitter life since I last heard your voice; and you must forgive me, for I struggled only for you!
Ho fatto un sogno e nel sogno c’eri tu. Ricordo che per quanto divertenti fossero quelle scene, io non facevo che piangere. Tu eri in macchina, davanti, e io dietro a piangere con la testa contro il sedile, in silenzio. Tu camminavi davanti a me, facendo battute, e io dietro a piangere.
E nessuno capiva.
I've not broken your heart Cathy, you have broken it. And in breaking it, you've broken mine.
Are you sick of everyone around?
With their big fake smiles and stupid lies,
while deep inside you’re bleeding.
was letting go, not taking part.
You really broke my heart.
“When a man is tired of London, he is tired of life; for there is in London all that life can afford.” — Samuel Johnson
St. Peter’s Basilica - Vatican City (von ironmanixs)