burnt to the core but not broken
16.07.2007., ponedjeljak
NA GODIŠNJEM....
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Evo me miševi...golišav se prešetavam po stanu,slušam meni dragu glazbicu i kuham nekaj kineskoga...i iako nemam kaj za pušit sretan sam....zaboravio sam kako je lijepo probuditi se oko 11h,skuhati si kavicu i u miru prošetati netom...ma predivno Uglavnom nisam više buhtla...još uvijek sam na voltarenima ali bar nisam otečen...i to je super...e i sad sam se sjetio da bi trebao oko 18h na jarun (joylina tkozna koji after ročkasa) a neda mi se jer je jebeno prevruće... I razmišljam si o tome kako sam jebeno tvrdoglav...ali nemogu si pomoći...prestar sam da se mjenjam...koliko god to glupo zvučalo...ma zapravo pretvrdoglav sam da bi se mijenjo...a znam da bi trebao...i uglavnom eto vam pjesmica...meni draga...predraga I'm really close tonight And I feel like I'm moving inside her Laying in the dark And I think that I'm beginning to know her Let it go I'll be there when you call And whenever I fall at your feet You let your tears rain down on me Whenever I touch your slow turning pain You're hiding from me now There's something in the way that you're talking The words don't sound right But I hear them all moving inside you, go I'll be waiting when you call Hey and whenever I fall at your feet you let your tears rain down on me Whenever I touch your slow turning pain The finger of blame has turned upon itself And I'm more than willing to offer myself Do you want my presence or need my help Who knows where that might lead I fall Whenever I fall at your feet you let your tears rain down on me Whenever I fall, Whenever I fall I opet sam onaj stari i ljubim i grlim i mazim...odoh sad da mi ne zagori klopa   |
