Mittwoch, 29. Februar 2012

"Where were you
When everything was falling apart?
All my days
Were spent by the telephone
That never rang
And all I needed was a call
That never came.
Lost and insecure
You found me, you found me
Lying on the floor
Surrounded, surrounded
Why'd you have to wait?
Where were you, where were you?
Just a little late
You found me,
In the end
Everyone ends up alone
Losing her
The only one who's ever known
Who I am
Who I'm not, and who I want to be
No way to know
How long she will be next to me.
Early morning
The city breaks
I've been calling
For years and years and years and years
And you never left me no messages
You never sent me no letters."

Mittwoch, 22. Februar 2012

I heard that your dreams came true.
Take a look at yourself in a mirror who do you see looking back? Is it the person you want to be? Or is there someone else you were meant to be the person you were meant to be but fell short of? Is someone telling you you can't or won't? Because you can. Believe that love is out there. Believe that dreams come true every day. Because they do. Sometimes happiness doesn't come from money or fame or power. Sometimes happiness comes from good friends and family and the quiet nobility of leading a good life. Believe that dreams come true every day. Because they do. Believe that dreams come true every day. Because they do. So take a look in that mirror and remind yourself to be happy because you deserve to be. Believe that. And believe that dreams come true every day. Because they do.

Samstag, 11. Februar 2012

"Gone away are the golden days. And just a page in my diary. So here I am a utopian citizen. I’m, I'm still convinced.. There's no such thing as idealism Memories they're following me like a shadow now, And I'm dreamin' Cause I've already suffered the fever of disbelief. I've seen your act. And I know all the facts. I'm still in love with who I wish you were. It ain't hard to see, Who you are underneath. I'm still in love with who I wish you were, And I wish you were here."

Mittwoch, 8. Februar 2012

Das Schwere am Abschied nehmen ist, dass man es jeden Tag auf's Neue tun muss.

Samstag, 4. Februar 2012

Maybe I was wrong, Maybe I was looking in all the wrong places. Maybe I was wrong, Maybe I was searching in all the wrong places. Maybe I was wrong, Maybe I was looking in all the wrong faces. Maybe I was wrong, Maybe I was searching in all the wrong places.