3.3.07

Dream Letter

Lady time fly away
I've been thinking 'bout my yesterday
Oh, please listen darlin' to my empty prayers
Sleep inside my dreams tonight
All I need to know tonight are you and my child

Oh, is he a soldier or is he a dreamer?
Is he mama's little man?
Does he help you when he can?
Or does he ask about me?

Just like a soldier boy
I been out fighting wars
That the world never knows about
But I never win them loud
There's no crowds around me

But when I get to thinkin'
'Bout the old days
When love was here to stay
I wonder if we'd ever tried
Oh, what I'd give to hold him.

Tim Buckley
Happy Sad

1 comment:

paulo said...

I bro! Tenho um blog novo ( relativamente ) dá-me um parecer técnico, plese. Espero que esteja tudo bem por aí. Abraço e saúde.