miércoles, 22 de octubre de 2008

Atlantic - Keane.

I hope all my days will be lit by your face
I hope all the years will hold tide our promesses
I don't wanna be old and sleep alone,
an empty house it's not a home
I don't wanna be old and be afraid.
I don't wanna be old, and sleep alone
an empty house it's not a home
I don't wanna be old and feel afraid.
And if I need anything at all..
I need a place that's hidden in the deep
where lonely angels sing you till your sleep
and all the world is broken.
I need a place
where I can make my bed
a lovers lap where I can lay my head
'Cos now the room is spinning
the day is begining.