terça-feira, 12 de abril de 2011

I never make agreements

Fto: Beatriz Rodrigues

 Hear: gypsy

Broke my heart down the road
Spent the weekend
Sewing the pieces back on

Crayons and dolls pass me by
Walking gets too boring
When you learn how to fly

Not the homecoming kind
Take the top off
And who knows what you might find

Won't confess all my sins
You can bet i'll try it
But you can't always win

'Cause I'm a gypsy
Are you coming with me?
I might steal your clothes
And wear them if they fit me

I never make agreements
Just like a gypsy
And I won't back down
'Cause life's already bit me

And I won't cry
I'm too young to die
If you're gonna quit me
'Cause I'm a gypsy
'Cause I'm a gypsy

I can't hide what I've done
Scars reminds me
Of just how far that I've come


'Cause I'm a gypsy
Are you coming with me?
I might steal your clothes
And wear them if they fit me

And I won't cry

I'm too young to die
If you're gonna quit me
'Cause I'm a gypsy

Fto: Beatriz Rodrigues




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