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674 days ago
He broke your heart He took your soul You’re hurt inside Because there’s a hole You need some time To be alone Then you will find What you always know I’m the one who really loves you baby I’ve been knocking at your door As long as I’m living, I’ll be waiting As long as I’m breathing, I’ll be there Whenever you call me, I’ll be waiting Whenever you need me, I’ll be there I’ve seen you cry Into the night I feel your pain Can I make it right I realized there’s no end inside Yet still I’ll wait For you to see the light I’m the one who really loves you baby I can’t take it anymore As long as I’m living, I’ll be waiting As long as I’m breathing, I’ll be there Whenever you call me, I’ll be waiting Whenever you need me, I’ll be there You are my only I’ve ever known That makes me feel this way Couldn’t on my own I want to be with you until we’re old You have the love you need right in front of you Please come home As long as I’m living, I’ll be waiting As long as ...
690 days ago
I'm holding on your rope Got me ten feet off the ground And I'm hearing what you say But I just can't make a sound You tell me that you need me Then you go and cut me down But wait... You tell me that you're sorry Didn't think I'd turn around and say.. That it's too late to apologize, it's too late I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late I'd take another chance, take a fall, take a shot for you And I need you like a heart needs a beat (But that's nothing new) Yeah yeah I loved you with a fire red, now it's turning blue And you say Sorry like an angel, heavens not the thing for you, But I'm afraid It's too late to apologize, it's too late I said it's too late to apologizes, it's too late Woahooo woah It's too late to apologize, it's too late I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late I said it's too late to apologize, yeah yeah I said it's too late to apologize, a yeah I'm holding your rope Got me ten feet off the ground...
707 days ago
Ti ho atteso come Penelope aspettava Ulisse, come Giulietta aspettava Romeo, come Beatrice aspettava Dante per riscattarlo. Il vuoto della steppa era affollato dai ricordi di Te, dei momenti passati insieme, dei luoghi nei quali siamo stati, delle nostre gioie e delle nostre discussioni. Ma quando guardavi indietro, verso le orme dei miei passi, non ti vedevo. Ho sofferto molto. Ho capito che avevo imboccato un cammino senza ritorno, e mi sono resa conto che, quando agiamo così, non possiamo fare altro che continuare per quella strada. Allora sono andata da un nomade che avevo conosciuto tempo prima, gli ho chiesto di insegnarmi a dimenticare la mia storia personale, ad aprirmi all'amore che è presente in ogni luogo. Con lui, ho cominciato ad apprendere la tradizione del Tengri. Un giorno, guardandomi intorno, ho visto quell'amore riflesso in un paio d'occhi: nello sguardo di un pittore di nome Dos. Ero molto addolorata: non potevo credere che fosse possibile amare di nuovo. Lui non ...
