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sexta-feira, janeiro 25, 2008

Teardrop

love, love is a verb
love is a doing word
fearless on my breath
gentle impulsions
shakes me makes me lighter
fearless on my breath

teardrop on the fire
fearless on my breath

nine, night of matter
black flowers blossom
fearless on my breath
black flowers blossom
fearless on my breath

Teardrop

water is my eye
most faithful mirror
fearless on my breath
teardrop on the fire of a confession
fearless on my breath
most faithful mirror
fearless on my breath

teardrop on the fire
fearless on my breath

you're stumbling in the dark
you're stumbling in the dark

José González

Hand On

well it's one thing to fall in love
but another to make it last
i thought that we were just beginning
and now you say we're in the past
look me in the eye
and tell me we are really through

you know it's one thing to say you love me
but another to mean it from the heart
and if you don't intend to see it through
why did we ever start?
i wanna hear you tell me
you don't want my love

Your Heart

put your hand on your heart
and tell me it's all over
i won't believe it till you
put your hand on your heart and tell me
that we're through
put your hand on your heart

they like to talk about for ever
most people never get the chance
do you wanna lose our love together
do you find a new romance
i wanna hear you tell me
you don't want my love

look me in the eye
and tell me we are really through

José González

Heartbeats

one night to be confused
one night to speed up truth
we had a promise made
four hands and then away

both under influense
we had devine scent
to know what to say
mind is a razorblade

to call for hands of above
to lean on
wouldn't be good enough
for me, no

one night of magic rush
the start a simple touch
one night to push and scream
and then releaf

Heartbeats

ten days of perfect tunes
the colors red and blue
we had a promise made
we were in love

to call for hands of above
to lean on
wouldn't be good enough
for me, no

and you, you knew the hands of the devil
and you, kept us awake with wolf teeths
sharing different heartbeats
in one night

to call for hands of above
to lean on
wouldn't be good enough
for me, no

José González