sexta-feira, 20 de abril de 2007

As vezes apetece...


Sonhar assim doce, suave, ir e ser levado, usar e ser usado mas viver tranquilo com isso.
Apetece-me viver isso neste FDS, soltar o espirito ao sabor do vento, a alma no mundo para vaguear livremente, sem travões morais, conceptuais ou afins...
Apetecia-me sonhar acordado, viver sem limites 24 horas só para me provar que...

Sweet Dreams (are Made Of This)
Eurythmics
Composição: Indisponível

Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am i to disagree?
Travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something
Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused

Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am i to disagree?
Travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something
Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused

I wanna use you and abuse you
I wanna know what's inside you
(whispering) hold your head up, movin' on
Keep your head up, movin' on
Hold your head up, movin' on
Keep your head up, movin' on
Hold your head up, movin' on
Keep your head up, movin' on
Movin' on!

Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am i to disagree?
Travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something
Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused

I'm gonna use you and abuse you
I'm gonna know what's inside
Gonna use you and abuse you
I'm gonna know what's inside you

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