jueves, 1 de abril de 2010

The bottom of the heart

You only want me to cry for you
You want things that ain´t my thing
You want that I remind each day
And bring you presents as you do

*Sorry I have a bad memory
And I´m not polite
You said it ain´t hard
But place you in my shoes!
Honey believe that I love you
These words come from the bottom of my heart*

Don´t ask me to shelter you
Without to know if you got cold
Don´t expect I say what you wanna hear
Don´t expect, just tell it whipering
And i will do it

*Chorus

And now if you agree
Let me lie you upon my legs
And caress your long brown curly hair
I just want to stay with you
Underneath this wide deep blue sky
Touching the earth beneath
And feeling the sun on the face

*Chous

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