sábado, 8 de enero de 2011

Too much is never enough - Lisa Lois



Everybody says it's a perfect day
Sun is in my eyes make it go away
Surrounded by people but I feel so alone
Seems like I fall apart, every time you go

And too much is never enough, of you
And too much is never enough, of you
Feel you dripping from my pours
But I keep wanting more
Until my skin is bruised

Too much, too much
Is never enough of you
Is never enough of you

Longing for your touch in between my sheets
I just wanna catch, your falling into me
We're melting together, until you make me cry
You can give me all you have, but I won't be satisfied

                                                    Cause too much is never enough, of you
And too much is never enough, of you
Feel you dripping from my pours
But I keep wanting more
Until my skin is bruised
It's never enough of you

Fire the gun, I'll shoot you with love
So you can never relief
I'd use my arms, too turn you away
So you'd always be with me

Cause I can't sleep, I can't sleep without you near
Without you here
                                                      And too much is never enough, of you

And too much is never enough, of you
Feel you dripping from my pours
But I keep wanting more
Until my skin is bruised

Too much, too much
It never enough of you
It never enough of you

sábado, 1 de enero de 2011

Vers le ciel


Alli va volando, el tiempo... va y no se consuela con su accionar.
Sólo selecciona aquello que es relevante y no conforme con ello, continúa en su lucha por mantener recuerdos.
Mis sueños, aquellos en los que deposité mi confianza para salir de este letargo, se han desvanecido para dar paso a otros o por el contrario, se fortalecen y elaboran macabras estrategias para seguir posecionándose de nuestra mente. ¿Qué mas dá?, dicen que un año nuevo viene y que el año viejo se va... se formulan kábalas de buena suerte para el amor, el dinero y salud... otros nos dicen que debemos meditar y yo pregunto, ¿qué pasa si no se hace nada? y ¿qué pasa si yo no quiero que el año viejo pase?

Mirando el cielo despejado... me conmueve pensar que todo se puede lograr... sólo tengo un anhelo y esa es la felicidad, ojalá que se cumpla pues no sólo la quiero pensar.