domingo, 6 de dezembro de 1998

To Andreia

Running away from darkness,

Despair and sadness I my mind…

Trying to reach the brightness,

Hopeless I my tries to find…


To find someone not perfect,

Just someone to make me smile…

To tell me there is sunset,

To tell me there is life…


These are simple actions,

Actions that bring me hope…

Hope there’s someone different,

Who’ll set free my emotions…


It was breaking, my rope,

Nothing I said I meant…

Just until that moment,

The moment I met you!

terça-feira, 1 de dezembro de 1998

Run Through

As I run through,

Trough a street so dark,

Trough a mind so empty,

Trough a life that didn’t start…

Run, run, don’t look back…


Keep on…Go on…

The way is ahead.

Follow your life, your dream…

Run, run, don’t loose your head.


All ways have bumps,

Don’t avoid go through,

Through darkness, through emptiness…

Run, run, gotta find what’s true.


The bumps make you cry…

The bumps make you feel…

The bumps make you lie…

The bumps make you live…

Run, run, but run through…