sábado, 4 de fevereiro de 2006


I believe I can see the future
As I repeat the same routine
I think I used to have a purpose
But then again
That might have been a dream
I think I used to have a voice
Now i never make a sound
I just do what I've been told
I really don't want them to come around again

Oh, no

Everyday is exactly the same
Everyday is exactly the same
There is no love here and there is no pain
Everyday is exactly the same

I can feel thier eyes are watching
In case I loose myself again
Sometimes I think I'm happy here
Sometimes, yet I still pretend
I can't remember how this got started
But I can tell you exactly how it will end

Everyday is exactly the same
Everyday is exactly the same
There is no love here and there is no pain
Everyday is exactly the same

I'm writing on a little piece of paper
I'm hoping someday you might find
I'll hide it behind something
They won't look behind
I am still inside here
A little bit comes bleeding through
I wish this could have been any other way
But I just don't know- I don't know what else I can do!

Everyday is exactly the same
Everyday is exactly the same
There is no love here and there is no pain
Everyday is exactly the same

3 comentários:

Paulo "Limão" Simões disse...

I know what do you mean...

Priscila disse...

Bom, só posso dizer que a rotina é muitas vezes benéfica. Ela traz uma sensação de segurança... Mas dependendo da fase em que nos encontramos, tudo o que queremos é um pouco de insegurança e aventura.
Beijo

Priscila disse...

Bom, só posso dizer que a rotina é muitas vezes benéfica. Ela traz uma sensação de segurança... Mas dependendo da fase em que nos encontramos, tudo o que queremos é um pouco de insegurança e aventura.
Beijo