
The music wakes sleepy feelings up
Mayo 1, 2006-> PLAY
BIZARRE LOVE TRIANGLE
Every time I think of you
I get a shot right through
Into a bolt of blue
It’s no problem of mine
But it’s a problem I find
Living the life that I can’t leave behind There’s no sense in telling me
The wisdom of a fool won’t set you free But that’s the way that it goes
And it’s what nobody knows
And every day my confusion grows
Every time I see you falling
I get down on my knees and pray
I’m waiting for the final moment
You say the words that I can’t say
I feel fine and I feel good
I feel like I never should
Whenever I get this way
I just don’t know what to say
Why can’t we be ourselves like we were yesterday
I’m not sure what this could mean
I don’t think you’re what you seem
I do admit to myself
That if I hurt someone else
Then I’ll never see just what we’re meant to be
Every time I see you falling
I get down on my knees and pray
I’m waiting for the final moment
You’ll say the words that I can’t say
Every time I see you falling
I’ll get down on my knees and pray
I’m waiting for the final moment
You’ll say the words that I can’t say
Every time I see you falling I’ll get down on my knees and pray I’m waiting for the final moment You’ll say the words that I can’t say…
O lo que es lo mismo, recuerdos de una noche de estudio.

Esa canción fue mi banda sonora de un viaje a Valencia, que también hubiera podido ser la luna. A veces este revival que vivimos en lo musical acierta.
¿Donde demonios has estado, MamiLu?!
yo pregunto lo mismo que el panqué con patas… dónde andas Bubulubu???
Estoy en plena fase under construction–>