kentin muhtesem parcasi..olmeden dinlenmesi gereken bir parca zaten dinledikten sonra sag kalmak mucize..
i´ve been waiting for my brilliance to 
shine through 
like waiting would do 
i´ve been called a little coward more 
than once 
it hurts when it´s true 
i´ve been following your footprints in 
the snow 
trying to return the excuses that i stole 
i´m the first on and the last off the bus 
little ego be stil 
and i fight the cold wind back up the street 
to hagnesta hill 
and the darkness and the snow fallen as one 
and i lost my scarf 
at a busstop on the outskirts of town 
i gather all the courage and the hate 
little ego goes wild 
and my voice broke i finally reached 
that age 
i was cruel as a child 
if this feeling that remains is not mine 
then it´s something new 
maybe my brilliance shining through 
it´s noisy, can´t think i can´t speak 
i´m tired of handshakes so please 
get rid of this crowd i can´t breathe here 
anymore 
you just have to let me go, you just have to 
let me go 
it´s noisy, can´t think i can´t speak...
                    stop me june
neden bekliyorsun?
bu sözlük, duygu ve düşüncelerini özgürce paylaştığın bir platform, hislerini tercüme eden özgür bilgi kaynağıdır.
katkıda bulunmak istemez misin?
