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In the arms of sleep (Mellon Collie and the Infinite Sadness) sleep will not come to this tired body now peace will not come to this lonely heart there are some things i'll live without but i want you to know that i need you right now i need you tonite i steal a kiss from her sleeping shadow moves cause i'll always miss her wherever she goes and i'll always need her more than she could ever need me i need someone to ease my mind but sometimes a someone is so hard to find and i'll do anything to keep her here tonite and i'll say anything to make her feel alright and i'll be anything to keep her here tonite cause i want you to stay, with me i need you tonite she comes to me like an angel out of time as i play the part of a saint on my knees there are some things i'll live without but i want you to know that i need you right now suffer my desire suffer my desire suffer my desire for you Mayonaise (Siamese Dream) Fool enough to almost be it Cool enough to not quite see it doomed Pick your pockets full of sorrow And run away with me tomorrow June Well try and ease the pain But somehow we'll feel the same Well no one knows Where our secrets go I send a heart to all my dearies When your life is so, so dreary Dream I'm rumored to the straight and narrow While the harlots of my perils scream and I fail But when I can, I will Try to understand That when I can, I will Mother weep the years I'm missing All our time can't be given back Shut my mouth and strike the demons That cursed you and your reasons Out of hand and out of season Out of love and out of feeling so bad When I can, I will Words defy the plans When I can, I will Fool enough to almost be it And cool enough to not quite see it And old enough to always feel this Always old, I'll always feel this No more promise no more sorrow No longer will I follow Can anybody hear me I just want to be me When I can, I will Try to understand that when I can, I will Mayonaise (Siamese Dream) Fool enough to almost be it Cool enough to not quite see it doomed Pick your pockets full of sorrow And run away with me tomorrow June Well try and ease the pain But somehow we'll feel the same Well no one knows Where our secrets go I send a heart to all my dearies When your life is so, so dreary Dream I'm rumored to the straight and narrow While the harlots of my perils scream and I fail But when I can, I will Try to understand That when I can, I will Mother weep the years I'm missing All our time can't be given back Shut my mouth and strike the demons That cursed you and your reasons Out of hand and out of season Out of love and out of feeling so bad When I can, I will Words defy the plans When I can, I will Fool enough to almost be it And cool enough to not quite see it And old enough to always feel this Always old, I'll always feel this No more promise no more sorrow No longer will I follow Can anybody hear me I just want to be me When I can, I will Try to understand that when I can, I will

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aqui tu vai colocar tudo sobre ti. oh elise it doesn't matter what you say i just can't stay here every yesterday like keep on acting out the same the way we act out every way to smile forget and make -believe we never needed any more than this any more than this oh elise it doesn't matter what you do i know i'll never really get inside of you to make your eyes catch fire the way they should the way the blue could pull me in if they only would if they only would at least i'd lose this sense of sensing something else that hides away from me and you there're worlds to part with aching looks and breaking hearts and all the prayers your hands can make oh i just take as much as you can throw and then throw it all away oh i throw it all away like throwing faces at the sky like throwing arms round yesterday i stood and stared wide -eyed in front of you and the face i saw looked back the way i wanted to but i just can't hold my tears away the way you do elise believe i never wanted this i thought this time i'd keep all of my promises i thought you were the girl i always dreamed about but i let the dream go and the promises broke and the make -believe ran out... so elise it doesn't matter what you say i just can't stay here every yesterday like keep on acting out the same the way we act out ever way to smile forget and make -believe we never needed any more than this any more than this and every time i try to pick it up like falling sand as fast as i pick it up it runs away through my clutching hands but there's nothing else i can really do there's nothing else i can really do there's nothing else i can really do at all...