Oh but how can I sleep with your voice in my head???

é com esse titulo que eu estou pensando a semana inteira sobre algumas coisas que acontecem comigo.

Porque eu sempre tenho que gostar de alguém que eu sei que eu nunca posso ter!?!

quando o pai estava me trazendo semana passada de volta pra casa, ele me disse que eu tinha que ser feliz do lado de quem eu amo e que ele não ia se "meter" no meio de quem quer que fosse [!]

só sei que eu ri muito porque se ele soubesse .......

eu acho que eu sofro da sindrome de amores impossiveis hahaha

bom ai vai a musiquinha do titulo do post, acho que tem tudo a ver comigo
aqui no video é da versão orquestrada dos shows do ano passado em Londres no RAH

a-ha - The Swing Of Things

You say the world's an eventful place

You give me news

I don't want to know

You say that I should care

That I should speak my mind

Oh, but how can I speak of the world
Rushing by
With a lump in my throat

And tears in my eyes
Oh, have we come to the point of no turning back
Or is it still time to get into
The swing of things

Let us walk through this windless city

I'll go on till the winter gets me
Oh, "sleep..." you wrote "sleep, my dear"
In a letter somewhere

Oh, but how can I sleep with your
voice in my head
With an ocean between us

And room in my bed
Oh, have I come to the point where I'm losing the grip
Or is it still time to get into
The swing of things

Oh, when she glows in the dark

And I'm weak by the sight
Of this breathtaking beauty
In which I can hide
Oh, there's a worldful out there
Of people I fear
But given time I'll get into

The swing of things

Yes, when she glows in the dark and
I'm struck by the sight
I know that I'll need this for the rest of my life

What have I done
What lies I have told

I've played games with the ones that
rescued my soul
Oh, have I come to the point where I'm losing the grip
Or is it still time to get into
The swing of things