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 Ceres, 32 anni spritzina di Venezia CHE FACCIO? Lettere Sono single 
[ SONO OFFLINE ] [ PROFILONE ] [ SCRIVIMI ]  STO LEGGENDO sempre HO VISTO un po’ di luce in fondo STO ASCOLTANDO Tom Waits ABBIGLIAMENTO del GIORNO potevo fare di meglio ORA VORREI TANTO... ma no, sono a posto STO STUDIANDO... Storia Contemporanea OGGI IL MIO UMORE E'... ci sta ORA VORREI TANTO... ORA VORREI TANTO... ORA VORREI TANTO... PARANOIE 1) Essere la persona giusta al momento sbagliato e la persona sbagliata al momento giusto! 2) ...amare tanto qualcuno ed avere paura di dirglielo. 3) Il peggior modo di sentire la mancanza di qualcuno è esserci seduto accanto e sapere ke non l'avrai mai MERAVIGLIE 1) poter esprimere le proprie emozioni attraverso le mani... 2) svegliarsi accanto alla persona che si ama  3) B A D O L E ! 4) avere una stanza singola  5) leccare il Poli !!! BLOG che SEGUO: mah BOOKMARKS B&B Holiday House - Oristano (da Viaggi e Turismo / Mare ) Blog fraterno! (da Pagine Personali / HomePage ) Polisportiva Tharros 1905 (da Sport / Calcio ) Bob Art (da Arte e Cultura / Pittura ) Il Vernacoliere (da Arte e Cultura / Cartoni & Fumetti ) Fafi (da Arte e Cultura / Pittura ) Fisietto (da Arte e Cultura / Cartoni & Fumetti ) Rat Man (da Arte e Cultura / Cartoni & Fumetti ) Ceres! (da Pagine Personali / HomePage ) UTENTI ONLINE: |
Sunday, October 12, 2003 - ore 18:26 She's leaving home Wednesday morning at five o'clock as the day begins Silently closing her bedroom door Leaving the note that she hoped would say more She goes downstairs to the kitchen clutching her hankerchief Quietly turning the backdoor key Stepping outside she is free. She (We gave her most of our lives) is leaving (Sacrificed most of our lives) home (We gave her everything money could buy) She's leaving home after living alone For so many years. Bye, bye Father snores as his wife gets into her dressing gown Picks up the letter that's lying there Standing alone at the top of the stairs She breaks down and cries to her husband Daddy our baby's gone. Why would she treat us so thoughtlessly How could she do this to me. She (We never though of ourselves) is leaving (Never a thought for ourselves) home (We struggled hard all our lives to get by) She's leaving home after living alone For so many years. Friday morning at nine o'clock she is far away Waiting to keep the appointment she made Meeting a man from the motor trade. She What did we do that was wrong is having We didn't know it was wrong fun Fun is the one thing that money can't buy Something inside that was always denied For so many years. She's leaving home bye bye (Lennon/McCartney) LEGGI I COMMENTI (7) PERMALINK |
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