Someone that cannot love - David Fonseca
You locked your heart
You wake up with tears and
stars in your eyes
You gave it all to someone that
Cannot love you back
Your days are packed
With wishes and hopes for the
love that you've got
You waste it all to someone that
Cannot love you back
Someone that cannot love
Love, ain't this enough?
You push yourself down
You try to take comfort in words
But words
They cannot love
Don't waste them like that
Cus they'll bruise you more
You secretly made
Castles of sand that you
hide in the shade
But you cannot own the
tides that break them
And you build them all over again
You talk all these words
You make conversations
that cannot be heard
How long until you notice that
No one is answering back
Someone that cannot love
Love, aint this enough?
You push yourself down
You try to take comfort in words
But words
They cannot love
Don't waste them like that
Cus they'll bruise you more
Love, love, ain't this enough
This pushing around
To find little comfort in words
But words
They cannot love
Don't waste them like that
Cus they'll bruise you more
You know they'll bruise you more
Words they will hurt you more
You wake up with tears and
stars in your eyes
You gave it all to someone that
Cannot love you back
Your days are packed
With wishes and hopes for the
love that you've got
You waste it all to someone that
Cannot love you back
Someone that cannot love
Love, ain't this enough?
You push yourself down
You try to take comfort in words
But words
They cannot love
Don't waste them like that
Cus they'll bruise you more
You secretly made
Castles of sand that you
hide in the shade
But you cannot own the
tides that break them
And you build them all over again
You talk all these words
You make conversations
that cannot be heard
How long until you notice that
No one is answering back
Someone that cannot love
Love, aint this enough?
You push yourself down
You try to take comfort in words
But words
They cannot love
Don't waste them like that
Cus they'll bruise you more
Love, love, ain't this enough
This pushing around
To find little comfort in words
But words
They cannot love
Don't waste them like that
Cus they'll bruise you more
You know they'll bruise you more
Words they will hurt you more
This week I had to and got to think and study myself - for real, with scientif rules and guide lines.
I guess the crossing of the stars do not fall into mistakes and till the end of the month I reallyhad to re-test myself like you've told me one day.
The funny thing is that that didn't scare me. It felt good. Like now I kinda know myself... like that is possible.
And then, this morning, I heard this. When David speaks like this I always find myself nodding a bit affraid.
I guess that's the final score of my "testting" right now... a big junction of doubts and echoing words... mine and others.
I guess the crossing of the stars do not fall into mistakes and till the end of the month I reallyhad to re-test myself like you've told me one day.
The funny thing is that that didn't scare me. It felt good. Like now I kinda know myself... like that is possible.
And then, this morning, I heard this. When David speaks like this I always find myself nodding a bit affraid.
I guess that's the final score of my "testting" right now... a big junction of doubts and echoing words... mine and others.
6 thoughts unleashed:
Mais uma excelente música do grande David fonseca....vou ponderar colocar na minha play list alguns grupos portugueses....
Beijinhos
BM: O David tem momentos de inspiração fantásticos :)
Pondera... porque eu, como se pode ver, já lhe dei o meu espaço.
Beijinho,
Como já tive oportunidade de dizer: a mulher fica insegura antes de saber o resultado do teste e desconfiada depois de o saber.
Pergunta: porque te testas tantas vezes? Afinal... "metade da graça está mesmo em não saber" <- E não fui eu que disse!
Vitinho: pois é meu querido.
Ao reler essa tua frase... tenho que te dar razão.
Eu só me testei e vou testando porque tem que ser e porque alguém me avisou que até ao final de Junho eu ia passar por uma série de testes.
Como a senhora tem razão e eu até gosto do nervoso miudinho na barriga... vou-me testando.
E sempre vou sabendo mais alguma coisita...
Quanto às palavras sábias dessa pessoa, que eu nem sei quem é... cof, cof! - garanto-te... ainda fica muita "metade" por conhecer ;)
Já me perdi e encontrei imensas vezes nesta música... Mas bom... Eu gosto de acreditar que acima de tudo... Somos someone that can love ;)
Com certeza que és Izzie... E eu não me vou esticar nas palavras... Cuz this words are enough... ;)
Tyta: Tal e qual como eu... eu já ouvi e percebi esta música de muuuuitas formas diferentes.
E sim... acredito e sei que somos someone that can love. Felizmente!
Obrigada minha querida :)
Beijinho,
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