You're awful bright, you're awful smart
I must admit you broke my heart
The awful truth is really sad
I must admit I was awful bad
While lovers laugh and music plays
I stumble by and I hide my pain
The lamps are lit the moon is gone
I think I've crossed the Rubicon
And I, I, I, I, I, I, I
Walked the streets of love
And they're full of tears
And I, I, I, I, I, I, I
Walked the streets of love
And they are full of fears
While music pumps from passing cars
A couple watched me from a bar
A band just played the wedding march
and the cornerstore mends broken hearts
A woman asked me for a dance
Oh, It's free of charge just one more chance
Oh I, I, I, I, I, I, I
Walked the streets of love
And they are full of tears
And I, I, I, I, I, I, I
Walked the streets of love
For a thousand years
You had the moves, you had the cards
I must admit you were awful smart
The awful truth is awful sad
I must admit I was awful bad
And I, I, I, I, I, I, I
I walked the streets of love
for a thousand years
And I, I, I, I, I, I, I
I walked the streets of love
and they're drenched with tears
And I, I, I, I, I, I, I
Walked the streets of love
For a thousand years
I must admit you broke my heart
The awful truth is really sad
I must admit I was awful bad
While lovers laugh and music plays
I stumble by and I hide my pain
The lamps are lit the moon is gone
I think I've crossed the Rubicon
And I, I, I, I, I, I, I
Walked the streets of love
And they're full of tears
And I, I, I, I, I, I, I
Walked the streets of love
And they are full of fears
While music pumps from passing cars
A couple watched me from a bar
A band just played the wedding march
and the cornerstore mends broken hearts
A woman asked me for a dance
Oh, It's free of charge just one more chance
Oh I, I, I, I, I, I, I
Walked the streets of love
And they are full of tears
And I, I, I, I, I, I, I
Walked the streets of love
For a thousand years
You had the moves, you had the cards
I must admit you were awful smart
The awful truth is awful sad
I must admit I was awful bad
And I, I, I, I, I, I, I
I walked the streets of love
for a thousand years
And I, I, I, I, I, I, I
I walked the streets of love
and they're drenched with tears
And I, I, I, I, I, I, I
Walked the streets of love
For a thousand years
Ho ceduto alla tentazione....e l'ho aperto: Un minuscolo contenitore con 30gr di nutella (peraltro scaduto) sta viaggiando nello stomaco ma anche nelle vene. Devo trovare il modo di disintossicarmi da questa goduria che tutti i giorni allieta i momenti più tristi e non solo. Chissà dove si trova la comunità di disintossicazione???!! Ci andrei, anche solo per alzarmi e dicendo il mio nome, da dove vengo, raccontare un pò di cazzate da condividere con altri flippati ;))
RispondiEliminaOVVIAMENTE il barattolo era gelosamente custodito in un cassetto...regalo della dolce donzella autrice del blog, che abbraccio calorosamente ;))
Elimina