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segunda-feira, 13 de junho de 2016

Between Stations. Música. Lyrics.

Between Stations 
 Another day, the same hour, at someplace between the stations.
Sitting side-by-side with some strangers.
But yet I feel, in the air, That kind of thing That seems to happen only on first dates.
Perhaps I am just feeling blue, I’m not too sure and you know why.
'Cause Love isn’t an perfect equation and so are the results of our fights.
Maybe i am just confused about everything, and
I miss you so much that 
makes me anxious to
meet you again like the old days.
Will we meet again like the old days?


I look at the Big Clock it’s already seven ( only three hours more ) but
my Sun refuses to go down.( And I don’t know why) 2x


The stars fight each other trying to decide whom light is brighter but mine is the highest in the sky.
And I look again at the Clock it is finally Ten. I can’t hold myself anymore .
I miss you Love.
So I’m getting on the bus, face the road and dream about
waking up by your side tomorrow.
So I’m getting on the bus, face the road and dream about waking up by your side.

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