Da Da Da Da The smell of your skin lingers on me now Your probably on your flight back to your home town I need some shelter of my own protection baby To be with myself and center, clarity Peace, Serenity
[CHORUS] I hope you know, I hope you know That this has nothing to do with you It's personal, Myself and I We've got some straightenin' out to do And I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket But Ive got to get a move on with my life Its time to be a big girl now And big girls don't cry Don't cry Don't cry Don't cry
The path that I'm walking I must go alone I must take the baby steps until I'm full grown Fairytales don't always have a happy ending, do they And I foresee the dark ahead if I stay
[CHORUS] I hope you know, I hope you know That this has nothing to with you It's personal, Myself and I We've got some straightenin' out to do And I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket But I've got to get a move on with my life Its time to be a big girl now And big girls don't cry
Like the little school mate in the school yard We'll play jacks and uno cards Ill be your best friend and you'll be mine Valentine Yes you can hold my hand if u want to Cause I want to hold yours too Well be playmates and lovers and share our secret worlds But its time for me to go home Its getting late, dark outside I need to be with myself and center, clarity Peace, Serenity
[CHORUS] I hope you know, I hope you know That this has nothing to do with you It's personal, Myself and I We've got some straightenin' out to do And I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket But I've got to get a move on with my life Its time to be a big girl now And big girls don't cry Don't cry Don't cry Don't cry
Antes de amar-te, amor, nada era meu, vacilei pelas ruas e coisas, nada contava nem tinha nome, o mundo era do ar que esperava. E conheci túneis habitados pela lua, hangares cruéis que se despediam, perguntas que insistiam na areia. Tudo estava vazio, morto e mudo, caído, abandonado e decaído, tudo era inalienavelmente alheio, tudo era dos outros e de ninguém, até que tua beleza e tua pobreza de dádivas encheram o outono.
Áspero amor, coroado de espinhos... Arbusto entre tantas paixões erguidas, Lança das dores, coroa da ira, Por quais caminhos e como te dirigiu a minha alma? Por que precipitaste teu fogo doloroso, Repentinamente, entre as folhas frias do meu caminho? Quem te ensinou os passos que te levaram a mim? Que flor, que pedra, que fumaça mostraram minha casa? A verdade é que tremeu a noite apavorante, A aurora encheu todas as taças com seu vinho E o sol estabeleceu sua presença celeste, Enquanto o amor cruel me cercava sem trégua, Até que padecendo-me com espadas e espinhos, Abriu meu coração um caminho ardente...
