Another Love

There's just one rose
On the floor
'Cause he left.
There's no more.

We fight, we love,
I used to say.
Now he's gone
It was the day.

And the candles can't ilumite me
And the cigar sucks the life in me
There's no point staying in the window
I am free! Shit! I am free!

I am so so free and sad.
I kicked my own ass
With no self-respect at all.
I never had, I guess.

The ring in the sea
And the ringing made me see
It's so sad me being here
I gotta find another love.

Another love - I.Alexa.mp3 - I.Alexa

Inspiração

Hoje apetecia-me escrever no blog, mas não sabia bem que dizer. Faltava-me inspiração. Faltava-me a emoção que faz escrever. Faltava-me o arrepio, as lágrimas nos olhos.

Depois pensei. Pensei nas coisas que me fazem chegar a esse estado. Veio-me duas coisas à cabeça:

- Uma música antiga, quando estava "na moda", à uns tempos, um rapper amador chamado MyTh. Ou melhor, os primeiros versos de uma canção chamado "Por Ti".

"Quando penso, escrevo.
Quando escrevo já não paro.
Palavras que me saiem
Deste pensamento raro.

Isolo-me do mundo.
Começo a pensar em ti.
No amor que me deste
Desde que eu nasci."

- Uma frase que não sei qual a sua fonte. Não sei se li em algum lado, se vi um filme e uma das personagens a disse. De qualquer maneira, ispira-me. Além disso, é um bocado o que estou a fazer agora.

"Se não sabes o que escrever, escreve sobre isso."

Agora só espero que tenha dado resultado, pois já tenho a caneta e o papel...

Forgetting

The meaning of the word forgetting
Brings your dark side.
You talk as those special ones
Had turned into night.

But sometimes you have to
Look through your nose.
The sun is finally rising
And it was pulled by those.

And you thought you were alone...
Don't you ever forget.

As you woke up
For another day
The tears from your nightmare
We'll take away.

You are so miserable
Thinking of your misery.
Why won't put your head up?
You'll see at least 3.

And you thought you weren't loved...
Don't you ever forget.

Don't you ever forget
That sometimes life's hard
But you have to give it a try

But in the long way
You will win so much
So don't you cry
Don't cry no more

And you thought you knew it all...

Dude, stop thinking, we're here!

You're wrong

You left him again
You love him, why then?
He's so sick of waiting
You need to figure out, baby.

I am your friend, and you're too
But I can't make a decision for you
And now he doesn't want you back
And I can't understand this lack...

Of comunication, you need attention, I got you
But you don't need to broke up to
Send a message, He's getting insecure
You're meant to be and he isn't so sure

You never told him that it's you
The problem, you're getting confused
'Cause you thought it would be heaven
But there's not a 100 roses just 7

And you need more, you want it
More passion, you need it
But, darling, come back home
And prove him you're wrong.

The Actor

I'm tired of waiting on you
I only see your face in magazines.
Then you show up with a thousand roses
And it seams like I'm in your scenes

But guess what, this is not an act
This is real life and these are real facts

I always dreamed of a prince charming
But now the movie is not that one
I got to feel that you're feeling me and
I don't! So I think we're done.

I know you're powerfull but that doesn't scare me
And I can't ask you to leave because you're never here.