terça-feira, 2 de novembro de 2010

Ultraviolet (Light my way)

"Oh, sugar, don't you cry. Oh, child, wipe the tears from your eyes. You know I need you to be strong And the day it is dark, as the night is long. Feel like trash, you make me feel clean. I'm in the black, can't see or be seen. You bury your treasure where it can't be found But your love is like a secret that's been passed around. There is a silence that comes to a house Where no-one can sleep. I guess it's the price of love; I know it's not cheap. I remember when we could sleep on stones. Now we lie together in whispers and moans. When I was all messed up and I heard opera in my head Your love was a light bulb hanging over my bed. " 

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