quarta-feira, setembro 27, 2006

Me (Paula Cole)

I am not the person who is singing / I am the silent one inside / I am not the one who laughs at people's jokes I just pacify their egos / I am not my house, my car, my songs / They are only just stops along my way / I am like the winter / I'm a dark cold female / With a golden ring of wisdom in my cave / And it is me who is my enemy / Me who beats me up / Me who makes the monsters / Me who strips my confidence / I am carrying my voice / I am carrying my heart / I am carrying my rhythmn / I am carrying my prayers / But you can't kill my spirit / It's soaring and it's strong / Like a mountain / I'll go on and on / But when my wings are folded / The brightly colored moth / Blends into the dirt into the ground / And it's me who's too weak / And it's me who's too shy / To ask for the thing i love / And it's me who's too weak / And it's me who's too shy / To ask for the thing i love / That I love / I am walking on the bridge / I am over the water / And I'm scared as hell / But I know there's something better / Yes I know there's something / Yes I / know, i know, yes i know / That I love / But it's me / And it's me / But it's me

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