sábado, 29 de julio de 2017

Plush by Stone Temple Pilots

And I feel that time's a wasted go
So where ya going to tomorrow?
And I see that these are lies to come
Would you even care?

And I feel it
And I feel it

Where ya going for tomorrow?
Where ya going with that mask I found?
And I feel, and I feel
When the dogs begin to smell her
Will she smell alone?

And I feel, so much depends on the weather
So is it raining in your bedroom?
And I see, that these are the eyes of disarray
Would you even care?

And I feel it
And she feels it

Where ya going to tomorrow?
Where ya going with that mask I found?
And I feel, and I feel
When the dogs begin to smell her
Will she smell alone?


When the dogs do find her
Got time, time, to wait for tomorrow
To find it, to find it, to find it
When the dogs do find her
Got time, time, to wait for tomorrow
To find it, to find it, to find it

Where ya going for tomorrow?
Where ya going with that mask I found?
And I feel, and I feel
When the dogs begin to smell her
Will she smell alone?

When the dogs do find her
Got time, time, to wait for tomorrow
To find it, to find it, to find it
When the dogs do find her
Got time, time, to wait for tomorrow
To find it, to find it, to find it

To find it
To find it
To find it


domingo, 16 de julio de 2017

C'est si bon... by Saphie Wells & The Swing Cats

C'est si bon
Lovers say that in France
When they thrill to romance
It means that it's so good

C'est si bon
So I say it to you
Like the French people do
Because it's so, so good

Every word, every sigh
Every kiss, dear
Leads to only one thought
And it's this, dear

C'est si bon
Nothing else can replace
Just your slightest embrace
And if you only would be my own
For the rest of my days
I will whisper this phrase
My darling, c'est si bon!