2015. január 23., péntek

2015. január 18., vasárnap

2015. január 16., péntek



Are you gonna hide
Are you gonna burn
Gonna answer me?

I'mma take your heart
Love you in the dark,
No one has to see
I-I I want more, I want more
I-I I want more, I want more

Uuh, you see yourself in another way 
I try my best but I don't ever change 
Uuh, I love to watch your body lie It makes me feel better, makes me satisfied 
No, o, o, you could bring back 
Who wouldn't want it when he looks like that?! 
Oh oh oh, I want you to stay 
And if I try my hardest, would you look my way?

Are you gonna hurt 
Are you gonna burn 
Gonna answer me?
I'mma take your heart 
Love you in the dark, 
No one has to see 
I-I I want more, I want more 
I-I I want more, I want more

Memo, you could bring it back 
Uh, who wouldn't want it when it looks like that?!
Oh oh, I want you to stay 
And if I try my hardest, would you look my way?!

Ooh, are you gonna hurt 
Are you gonna burn 
Gonna answer me? 
I'mma take your heart 
Love you in the dark, 
No one has to see 
I-I I want more, I want more 

I-I I want more, I want more
       

2015. január 13., kedd


My patience is runnin' out.
I don't want to wait anymore for the life of just the two of us to begin.
I know I have to and I need and I even should.
But I want to wake up next to You and fall asleep the same way.
Every single day.
     

2014. december 21., vasárnap

2014. december 16., kedd


Oh dear, what I would give to be together - just the two of us - for an hour.
    

2014. december 15., hétfő


I miss You so.
I miss You in the morning, when I open my eyes.
I miss You at noon to have you by my side.
I miss you when traveling the city.
I miss You in the evening - your holding me close.
I mis You at night - kissing me, having me.
I miss You in my sleep, you're so far away.
I miss You in my dreams.
And then, when I wake up, I still miss You. 
And I miss You again, already and yet.
     

2014. december 12., péntek


 Now that I have a minute to take a breath and think about myself,
the only thing I think about is You.
You. You. You.
And I'm always looking forward to seeing you.
But when we meet, sometimes I feel like you don't have enough patience to me.
It's like you've had enough, you run out of patience toward me.
I know sometimes I'm childish and impatient too,
but yesterday when you held my arm so tight,
I really felt like a scared child for a moment.
I'm not scared of You.
I'm just scared of what we can be transformed into
if we just stopped taking care of each other on the inside.