mercoledì 20 febbraio 2013

Mi ero dimenticata di quanto fosse bella

why's it so hard to tell you what I want 
Why can't you just read my mind? 

Why do I fear that the quieter I am 
The less you will listen 
Why do I care whether you like me or not 
Why's it so hard for me to be angry 
Why is it such work to stay conscious and so easy to get stuck 
And not the other way around 

Will I ever move back to Canada 
Can I be with a lover with whom I am a student 
And a master, oh why am I encouraged to shut my mouth 
When it gets too close to home, why cannot I 
Live in the moment

1 commento:

  1. Mistica lei e la sua voce.
    L'ho sempre amata, anche se un po' persa ultimamente.

    La canzone degli Script me la sento ogni mattina mentre vado a lezione.