Eyes on me

Whenever sang my songs
On the stage, on my own
Whenever said my words
Wishing they would be heard
I saw you smiling at me
Was it real or just my fantasy?
You'd always be there in the corner
Of this tiny little bar

My last night here for you
Same old songs, just once more
My last night here with you?
Maybe yes, maybe no
I kind of liked it your way
How you shyly placed your eyes on me
Did you ever know
That I had mine on you?

Darling, so there you are
With that look on your face
As if you're never hurt
As if you're never down
Shall I be the one for you
Who pinches you softly but sure
If frown is shown then
I will know that you are no dreamer

So let me come to you
Close as I want to be
Close enough for me
To feel your heart beating fast
And stay there as I whisper
How I love your peaceful eyes on me
Did you ever know
That I had mine on you?

Darling, so share with me
Your love if you have enough
Your tears if you're holding back
Or pain if that's what it is
How can I let you know
I'm more than the dress and the voice
Just reach me out then
You will know that you're not dreaming

Darling, so there you are
With that look on your face
As if you're never hurt
As if you're never down
Shall I be the one for you
Who pinches you softly but sure
If frown is shown then I will know
that you are no dreamer

<3<3<3<3
Ok..no te podes parecer tanto a Christian >///////////////<
le falta un cacho de fisico+altura..pero....*¬*
tengo mi top tres de hombres....Bale, Miles y Matias....

Llega la frustración otra vez sin siquiera tocar la puerta.
Se sienta en mi cama y se acomoda, como si estuviese planeando quedarse mucho rato.
Se acomoda tanto que se acuesta conmigo y se despierta a la misma hora que lo hago yo, me acompaña cuando salgo, cuando como y cuando me siento acá a escribir, se sienta conmigo y me ata las manos.
A veces me tapa los ojos y me hace creer que tiene la razón, cuando no es cierto, pero me enceguece y no me deja darme cuenta de que en realidad, una vez, hice algo bien.

Sos limdo =3

Reach out and touch faith

Little kitten feeling lonely
come and sit upon my lap
and I'll pet you run my fingers
through your fur as you cat nap

I'll feed you bits of tuna
and we'll stare at my tv.
I'll sing for you this song about
how much you mean to me.
It goes

Kitty come kitty play
Kitty love kitty stay
Kitty jump to me
Kitty land on your feet

When I get a little angry
or I'm feeling like a jerk
I can scratch you on the chin
and feel the rhythm of your purr

There's nothing that can phase me
when we're playing with a string
so I wrote for you this melody
though you hate it when I sing
it goes


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A4W4KrTggWo

...y la sangre ya había cubierto la espina.
Cuando quiso removerla no podía encontrarla entre el mar de rojo carmesí...
Ahora su vista se nubla, se marea y apenas puede mantenerse en pie y, finalmente, encuentra la herida, una daga. Se pregunta por que?
Ella baja su mirada y responde: todas las rosas tenemos espinas...
El vestido blanco ahora es rojo y él, un cuerpo sin vida en el jardín.

Despues de 2 horas de idas y vueltas, de molestar a Holmes e investigar en la web...
mi fondo sigue igual y lo demas...tambien....n.nU
Fracaso completamente el cambio radical XD

The silicon chip inside her head
Gets switched to overload
And nobody’s gonna go to school today
She’s gonna make them stay at home
And daddy doesn’t understand it
He always said she was good as gold
And he can see no reasons
'Cos there are no reasons
What reason do you need to be show-ow-ow-ow-own?

Tell me why
I don’t like Mondays
Tell me why
I don’t like Mondays
Tell me why
I don’t like Mondays
I wanna shoo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oot the whole day down

The Telex machine is kept so clean
And it types to a waiting world
And mother feels so shocked
Father’s world is rocked
And their thoughts turn to their own little girl
Sweet 16 ain’t that peachy keen
Now that ain’t so neat to admit defeat
They can see no reasons
'Cos there are no reasons
What reasons do you need?
Oh Oh Oh Oh

Tell me why
I don’t like Mondays
Tell me why
I don’t like Mondays
Tell me why
I don’t like Mondays
I wanna shoo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oot
The whole day down, down, down, shoot it all down

And all the playing's stopped in the playground now
She wants to play with the toys a while
And school's out early and soon we'll be learning
And the lesson today is how to die
And then the bullhorn crackles
And the captain tackles
(With the problems of the how's and why's)
And he can see no reasons
'Cos there are no reasons
What reason do you need to die, die?
Oh Oh Oh

Tell me why
I don’t like Mondays
Tell me why
I don’t like Mondays
Tell me why
I don’t like
I don’t like (Tell me why)
I don’t like Mondays
Tell me why
I don’t like
I don’t like (Tell me why)
I don’t like Mondays
Tell me why
I don't like Mondays
I wanna shoo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oot the whole day down

sinceramente no comprendo por que mi perfil tiene 510 visualizaciones..cuando mi blog esta mas vacio que Neverland....-o-

[tal vez despues de ver mi perfil descubran la mefistofelica criatura que soy...u.u]

Era casi una pesadilla. En realidad, eso era un decir, hacia días no dormía....meses tal vez.
El tiempo no pasaba.
Le dolía el cuerpo, la espalda, la visión borrosa hacia que su cabeza estalle, los sonidos se sentían como estruendos de bombas. Todo le molestaba, incluso el vuelo de una mosca.
-No lo soporto mas, no mas, no mas...- repitió murmurando, como si algo hubiese explotado adentro de su cuerpo.
Dejo lo que estaba haciendo, nada importante, como siempre y corrió al botiquín el cual estaba lleno de pastillas sueltas y blisters viejos con algunas pocas pastillas.
Abrió la canilla y mientras en agua corría, introdujo un puñado de su reciente tesoro en su boca y tomo un poco de agua para pasarlas, luego se sentó y espero.