sexta-feira

time

Six months, i’m stuck and bleeding
Give up is not a solution for me
Will it be too late for taking chances
In this pretty little game
These little big embraces
That got stuck on empty faces
And in the bottom there’s a photo of you

All the lies and even fear
are somewhere far
But always near
Here is where it all starts
Before the end parts

Time
To breathe
We just needed some time
To breathe
Some time
To breathe
Time
Time
Time
What would we be
Without time to breathe
Time
Time
Give us some time
Time
Time to breathe

One foot wrong, nobody cares
Where is the right, where is the wrong
I came a long way down to here
To get this to grow
Don’t you see
It’s just affecting me
And in the bottom is a memory of you

All the dreams and even pain
are somehow in vain
But always like a game
Here is where it all grows
Before anybody knows

Time
To breathe
We just needed some time
To breathe
Some time
To breathe
Time
Time
Time
What would we be
Without time to breathe
Time
Time
Give us some time
Time
Time to breathe

(hoje não há desabafo. amanhã talvez)