tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220655462011-04-21T18:37:57.873-07:00Now, no matter where I am No matter what I do I see your face appearing Like an unexpected song An unexpected song That only we are hearingCraving Oxygenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14730379874109197386noreply@blogger.comBlogger111100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22065546.post-1148660034214554452006-05-26T09:12:00.000-07:002006-05-26T09:13:54.226-07:00<div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Tú me hiciste sentir que no valía<br />Y mis lágrimas cayeron a tus pies<br />Me miraba en el espejo y no me hallaba<br />Yo era solo lo que tú querías ver<br /><br />Y me solté el cabello<br />Me vestí de reina<br />Me puse tacones<br />Me pinte el cabello<br />Y camine hacia la puerta<br />Te escuche gritarme<br />Pero tus cadenas ya no pueden pararme<br />Y mire la noche y ya no era oscura<br />Era de lentejuela<br /><br />Y todos me miran me miran me miran<br />Porque se que soy fina<br />Porque todos me admiran<br />Y todos me miran me miran me miran<br />Porque hago lo que pocos<br />Se atreverán<br />Y todos me miran me miran me miran<br />Algunos con envidia<br />Pero al final pero al final pero al final<br />Todos me amaran<br /><br />Tú me hiciste sentir que no valía<br />Y mis lágrimas cayeron a tus pies<br />Me miraba en el espejo y no me hallaba<br />Yo era solo lo que tú querías ver<br /><br />Y me solté el cabello<br />Me vestí de reina<br />Me puse tacones<br />Me pinte el cabello<br />Y camine hacia la puerta<br />Te escuche gritarme<br />Pero tus cadenas ya no pueden pararme<br />Y mire la noche y ya no era oscura<br />Era de lentejuela<br /><br />Y todos me miran me miran me miran<br />Porque se que soy fina<br />Porque todos me admiran<br />Y todos me miran me miran me miran<br />Porque hago lo que pocos<br />Se atreverán<br />Y todos me miran me miran me miran<br />Algunos con envidia<br />Pero al final pero al final pero al final<br />Todos me amaran<br /><br />Y me solté el cabello<br />Me vestí de reina<br />Me puse tacones<br />Me pinte el cabello<br />Y camine hacia la puerta<br />Te escuche gritarme<br />Pero tus cadenas ya no pueden pararme<br />Y mire la noche y ya no era oscura<br />Era de lentejuela<br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">by</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">Gloria Trey </span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22065546-114866003421455445?l=cravingmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Craving Oxygenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14730379874109197386noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22065546.post-1142869979093265852006-03-20T06:54:00.000-08:002006-03-20T07:52:59.120-08:00<span style="color:#333399;">Found myself today</span><br /><span style="color:#333399;">Oh I found myself and ran away</span><br /><span style="color:#333399;">Something pulled me back</span><br /><span style="color:#333399;">The voice of reason I forgot I had</span><br /><span style="color:#333399;">All I know is you're not here to say</span><br /><span style="color:#333399;">What you always used to say</span><br /><span style="color:#333399;">But it's written in the sky tonight</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#333399;">So I won't give up</span><br /><span style="color:#333399;">No I won't break down</span><br /><span style="color:#333399;">Sooner than it seems life turns around</span><br /><span style="color:#333399;">And I will be strong</span><br /><span style="color:#333399;">Even if it all goes wrong</span><br /><span style="color:#333399;">When I'm standing in the dark </span><br /><span style="color:#333399;">I'll still believe</span><br /><span style="color:#333399;">Someone's watching over me</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#333399;">Seen that ray of light</span><br /><span style="color:#333399;">And it's shining on my destiny</span><br /><span style="color:#333399;">Shining all the time</span><br /><span style="color:#333399;">And I wont be afraid</span><br /><span style="color:#333399;">To follow everywhere it's taking me</span><br /><span style="color:#333399;">All I know is yesterday is gone</span><br /><span style="color:#333399;">And right now I belong</span><br /><span style="color:#333399;">To this moment to my dreams</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#333399;">So I won't give up</span><br /><span style="color:#333399;">No I won't break down</span><br /><span style="color:#333399;">Sooner than it seems life turns around</span><br /><span style="color:#333399;">And I will be strong</span><br /><span style="color:#333399;">Even if it all goes wrong</span><br /><span style="color:#333399;">When I'm standing in the dark I'll still believe</span><br /><span style="color:#333399;">Someone's watching over me</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#333399;">It doesn't matter what people say</span><br /><span style="color:#333399;">And it doesn't matter how long it takes</span><br /><span style="color:#333399;">Believe in yourself and you'll fly high</span><br /><span style="color:#333399;">And it only matters how true you are</span><br /><span style="color:#333399;">Be true to yourself and follow your heart</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#333399;">So I won't give up</span><br /><span style="color:#333399;">No I won't break down</span><br /><span style="color:#333399;">Sooner than it seems life turns around</span><br /><span style="color:#333399;">And I will be strong</span><br /><span style="color:#333399;">Even if it all goes wrong</span><br /><span style="color:#333399;">When I'm standing in the dark I'll still believe</span><br /><span style="color:#333399;">That I won't give up</span><br /><span style="color:#333399;">No I won't break down</span><br /><span style="color:#333399;">Sooner than it seems life turns around</span><br /><span style="color:#333399;">And I will be strong</span><br /><span style="color:#333399;">Even when it all goes wrong</span><br /><span style="color:#333399;">When I'm standing in the dark I'll still believe</span><br /><span style="color:#333399;">That someone's watching over</span><br /><span style="color:#333399;">Someone's watching over</span><br /><span style="color:#333399;">Someone's watching over me</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#333399;">Someone's watching over me</span><br /><br /><strong><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#336666;"><blockquote><strong><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#336666;"></span></em></strong></blockquote><blockquote><strong><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#336666;"></span></em></strong></blockquote><div align="center"> by Hilary Duff</span></em></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22065546-114286997909326585?l=cravingmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Craving Oxygenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14730379874109197386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22065546.post-1142521071387917072006-03-16T06:54:00.000-08:002006-03-16T06:57:51.396-08:00<span style="font-style: italic;">Ojala que nunca te enamores como yo</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Que nunca des la vida por nadie</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Que no te lastimen el sentimiento </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Que cuando una canción te toque el alma</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">No te duela el corazón</span><br><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Ojala que nunca sufras nada</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Que no sepas de tristeza</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Ni desesperación</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Que no sientas rabia ni dolor</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Ojala que no te encuentres a alguien como Tu </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22065546-114252107138791707?l=cravingmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Craving Oxygenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14730379874109197386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22065546.post-1142446069584157652006-03-15T08:55:00.000-08:002006-03-15T10:07:49.596-08:00Una è troppo poco...due sono tante<br />Quante principesse nel castello mi hai nascosto<br />TI Voglio Bene...te lo dicevo anche se non spesso<br />TI Voglio Bene...me ne accorgevo prima più di adesso<br />Tre sono poche..quattro sono troppe<br />Quante quelle cose che hai rinchiuso nel castello e ancora...<br />TI Voglio Bene...e nonostante tutte le attenzioni<br />TI Voglio Bene...dall'altro ieri invece da domani non lo so<br /><br />Vorrei ringraziarti vorrei stringerti alla gola<br />Sono quello che ascoltavi, quello che sempre consola<br />Sono quello che chiamavi se piangevi ogni sera<br />Sono quello che un po' odi e che ora un po' ti fa paura<br />Vorrei ricordarti che ti son stato vicino<br />Anche quella sera quando ti sentivi strano<br />E ho sopportato<br />Però adesso non rivoglio indietro niente<br />Perché ormai secondo te ho tutto quello che mi serve<br />Un applauso forte sotto le mie note<br />Una copertina ed anche un video forte<br />Fidanzate tante quante se piovesse<br />Anche se poi le paure son le stesse<br />Ora che ho sempre tantissimo da fare<br />Dici che non ho più tempo per parlare<br />Ma se solo bisbigliando te lo chiedo<br />Tu sarcastico ti tiri sempre indietro<br />E quindi...<br /><br />Una è troppo poco...due sono tante<br />Quante principesse nel castello mi hai nascosto<br />TI Voglio Bene...te lo dicevo anche se non spesso<br />TI Voglio Bene...me ne accorgevo prima più di adesso<br />Tre sono poche..quattro sono troppe<br />Quante quelle cose che hai rinchiuso nel castello e ancora...<br />TI Voglio Bene...e nonostante tutte le attenzioni<br />TI Voglio Bene...dall'altro ieri invece da domani non lo so<br /><br />Un altro viaggio e poco tempo per decidere<br />Chi ha caldo a volte non si fermerebbe mai<br />È troppo presto per ricominciare a ridere<br />Sicuramente il momento arriverà<br />Sono passati lentamente venti giorni<br />Sono trascorsi rimpiangendo i miei sogni<br />E in quanto a te so solo che se ti vedessi<br />Sarei più stronzo di ciò che ti aspettassi<br />È terminata l'amicizia da due ore<br />Ho seppellito l'incoscienza del mio cuore<br />In 4/4 ti racconto<br />Disilluso e non contento<br />L'allegria e la magia che hai rovinato<br />Ti ho visto camminare mezzo metro sopra al suolo<br />Dire in giro "sono amico di Tiziano"<br />E rassicurarmi di starmi vicino<br />Poi chiacchierare al telefono da solo<br />Dietro l'ombra di sorrisi e gesti accorti<br />Sono passati faticando i nostri giorni<br />E per quanto non sopporti più il tuo odore<br />Mi fa male dedicarti il mio rancore<br />E quindi...<br /><br />Una è troppo poco...due sono tante<br />Quante principesse nel castello mi hai nascosto<br />TI Voglio Bene...te lo dicevo anche se non spesso<br />TI Voglio Bene...me ne accorgevo prima più di adesso<br />Tre sono poche..quattro sono troppe<br />Quante quelle cose che hai rinchiuso nel castello<br />TI Voglio Bene...e nonostante tutte le attenzioni<br />TI Voglio Bene...dall'altro ieri<br />Invece da domani non lo so<br /><br />E' che ti sono debitore di emozioni<br />E' che al mondo non ci sono solo buoni<br />Magari questo lo sapevo ma è diverso<br />Viverlo sulla tua pelle come ho fatto io con te<br />E fu Latina a farci unire e poi pagare<br />Una canzone può anche non parlar d'amore<br />E ancora con tutto il cuore te lo dico<br />Anche se da due settimane non sei più<br />Mio amico..<br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"> <br /><blockquote></blockquote> Tiziano Ferro <br /><blockquote></blockquote></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22065546-114244606958415765?l=cravingmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Craving Oxygenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14730379874109197386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22065546.post-1141756292934817692006-03-07T10:03:00.000-08:002006-03-07T10:31:32.953-08:00<span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"> You and I in a little toy shop </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"> buy a bag of ballons with the money we've got </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"> Set them free at the break of dawn </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"> 'Til one by one, they were gone </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"> Back at base, bugs in the software </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"> Flash the massage "Something out there" </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"> Floating in the summer sky </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"> 99 Red Ballons go by. </span><br /> <br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"> 99 red ballons floating in the summer sky </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"> Panic bells, it's red alert </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"> There's something here from somewhere else </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"> They war machine springs of life </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"> Opens up one eager eye </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"> Focusing it on the sky </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"> As 99 red ballons go by. </span><br /> <br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"> 99 Decision Street, 99 ministers meet </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"> to worry, worry, super-scurry </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"> Call out the troops now in a hurry </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"> This is what we've waiting for </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"> This is boys, this is war </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"> The president is on the line </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"> As 99 red ballons go by. </span><br /> <br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"> 99 Kriegsminister </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"> Streichholz und Benzinkanister </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"> Hielten sich für schlaue Leute </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"> Witterten schon fette Beute </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"> Riefen: Krieg und wollten macht </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"> Mann wär hätte das gedacht </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"> Dass es einmal soweit kommt </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"> Wegen 99 Luftballons </span><br /> <br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"> 99 Dreams I have had </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"> In every one a red ballon </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"> It's all over and I'm standin' pretty </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"> In the dust that was a city </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"> If I could find a souvenier </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"> Just to prove the world was here... </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"> And here it is a red ballon </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"> Ithink of you and let it go </span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">by<br />Goldfinger</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22065546-114175629293481769?l=cravingmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Craving Oxygenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14730379874109197386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22065546.post-1140747397115515562006-02-23T18:15:00.000-08:002006-02-23T18:16:37.130-08:00<pre><span style="line-height: 18px; font-size: 10pt; font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana;">Una de dos te quedas al lado mio<br />o te vas de una vez<br />no soy de las que se entregan por un simple placer<br />sabes que no te miento y si no date la vuelta (x2)<br /><br />Una de dos te quedas con mis locuras o te doy el adios<br />tu sabes que yo no escribo a media tinta mi amor<br />te vas por completo no quiero reservas no no<br /><br />ay ay ay asi es la vida<br />a veces no dan factura y alguien tien que pagar<br />ay ay ay asi es la vida<br />de pronto no pone enfrente y otras veces hasta atras<br /><br />dame tu nochesita sabes<br />toma mi mañanita sabes<br />quiero a tu corazon<br />toma mi corazon por eso (x2)<br /><br />Una de dos te quedas al lado mio<br />o te vas de una vez<br />no soy de las que se entregan por un simple placer<br />sabes que no te miento y si no date la vuelta<br /><br />Una de dos te quedas con mis locuras o te doy el adios<br />tu sabes que yo no escribo a media tinta mi amor<br />te vas por completo no quiero reservas no no<br /><br />ay ay ay asi es la vida<br />a veces no dan factura y alguien tien que pagar (yo no)<br />ay ay ay asi es la vida<br />de pronto no pone enfrente y otras veces hasta atras<br /><br />dame tu nochesita sabes<br />toma mi mañanita sabes<br />quiero a tu corazon<br />toma mi corazon por eso (x3)</span></pre><p style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Monotype Corsiva,arial,tahoma,verdana;"><i><b><blockquote></blockquote><span style="font-size:130%;">-Mariana Seoane </span> </b></i></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22065546-114074739711551556?l=cravingmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Craving Oxygenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14730379874109197386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22065546.post-1140622332272118662006-02-22T07:28:00.000-08:002006-02-22T07:32:12.286-08:00<span style="color:#006600;">Hoy cuando desperté</span><br /><span style="color:#006600;">no te imaginé</span><br /><span style="color:#006600;">cerca de mí.</span><br /><span style="color:#006600;">Ya son casi las diez</span><br /><span style="color:#006600;">y si esto es real</span><br /><span style="color:#006600;">prefiero no estar.</span><br /><span style="color:#006600;"></span><br /><span style="color:#006600;">Tú que vienes y vas,</span><br /><span style="color:#006600;">tu mi eterna verdad</span><br /><span style="color:#006600;">¿cuando regresarás?</span><br /><span style="color:#006600;"></span><br /><span style="color:#006600;">Buscando allá si hay más luz,</span><br /><span style="color:#006600;">te siento y tus ojos me hacen dudar</span><br /><span style="color:#006600;">si sientes igual.</span><br /><span style="color:#006600;"></span><br /><span style="color:#006600;">Cada vez que te vas</span><br /><span style="color:#006600;">mi corazón grita por tipor que estés aquí.</span><br /><span style="color:#006600;">Y tu risa genial</span><br /><span style="color:#006600;">comienzo a escuchar</span><br /><span style="color:#006600;">muy dentro de mí.</span><br /><span style="color:#006600;"></span><br /><span style="color:#006600;">Tú que vienes y vas,<br />tu mi eterna verdad<br />¿cuando regresarás?<br /><br />Buscando allá si hay más luz,<br />te siento y tus ojos me hacen dudar<br />si sientes igual.</span><br /><span style="color:#006600;">Tu risa genial.</span><br /><br /><div align="right"><blockquote><div align="right"><blockquote><div align="right">- Kabah</div></blockquote></div></blockquote></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22065546-114062233227211866?l=cravingmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Craving Oxygenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14730379874109197386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22065546.post-1140454922718454572006-02-20T08:50:00.000-08:002006-02-20T09:02:02.740-08:00<span style="color:#336666;">No sé si quedan amigos<br />Ni si existe el amor<br />Si puedo contar contigo<br />Para hablar de dolor<br />Si existe alguien que escuche<br />Cuando alzo la voz<br />Y no sentirme sólo </span><br /><span style="color:#336666;"></span><br /><span style="color:#336666;">Puede ser que la vida me guíe hasta el sol<br />Puede ser que el mal domine tus horas<br />O que toda tu risa le gane ese pulso al dolor<br />Puede ser que lo malo sea hoy </span><br /><span style="color:#336666;"></span><br /><span style="color:#336666;">naces y vives solo </span><br /><span style="color:#336666;">naces y vives solo hoy </span><br /><span style="color:#336666;"></span><br /><span style="color:#336666;">Voy haciendo mis planes </span><br /><span style="color:#336666;">voy sabiendo quien soy, </span><br /><span style="color:#336666;">voy buscando mi parte </span><br /><span style="color:#336666;">voy logrando el control, </span><br /><span style="color:#336666;">van jugando contigo </span><br /><span style="color:#336666;">van rompiendo tu amor, </span><br /><span style="color:#336666;">van dejándote solo </span><br /><span style="color:#336666;"></span><br /><span style="color:#336666;">naces y vives solo </span><br /><span style="color:#336666;">naces y vives solo hoy </span><br /><span style="color:#336666;"></span><br /><span style="color:#336666;">Algo puede mejorar<br />Algo que pueda encontrar<br />Algo que me dé ese aliento<br />Que me ayude a imaginar<br />Y yo lo quiero lograr<br />Y sólo quiero recordar<br />Y darle tiempo a este momento<br />Que me ayude a superar<br />Que me dé tu sentimiento. </span><br /><span style="color:#336666;"></span><br /><span style="color:#336666;">Puede ser que la vida me guíe hasta el sol<br />Puede ser que el mal domine tus horas<br />O que toda tu risa le gane ese pulso al dolor<br />Puede ser que lo malo sea hoy </span><br /><span style="color:#336666;"></span><br /><span style="color:#336666;"></span><br /><div align="right"><blockquote><div align="right"><blockquote><div align="right"><span style="color:#336666;"><em>-El Canto del Loco</em></span></div></blockquote></div></blockquote></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22065546-114045492271845457?l=cravingmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Craving Oxygenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14730379874109197386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22065546.post-1140222227836502402006-02-17T16:18:00.000-08:002006-02-17T16:23:47.840-08:00<span style="color:#660000;">Y bien</span><br /><span style="color:#660000;">hoy quieres que charlemos como amigas</span><br /><span style="color:#660000;">que todo lo que piense te lo diga</span><br /><span style="color:#660000;">que no me guarde nada para mi </span><br /><br /><span style="color:#660000;">Y bien</span><br /><span style="color:#660000;">hoy quieres que te tenga la confianza</span><br /><span style="color:#660000;">de platicarte mi desesperanza </span><br /><span style="color:#660000;">pues no te gusta nada verme asi </span><br /><span style="color:#660000;">no mal<br /></span><br /><span style="color:#660000;">Sabras </span><br /><span style="color:#660000;">que tengo tantas dudas en mi mente</span><br /><span style="color:#660000;">por culpa de un muchacho que me miente </span><br /><span style="color:#660000;">que juega con mi amor y le da igual<br /></span><br /><span style="color:#660000;">Es el </span><br /><span style="color:#660000;">aquel que un dia sacaste de mi vida</span><br /><span style="color:#660000;">yo lo he seguido viendo a escondidas </span><br /><span style="color:#660000;">perdoname si acaso hice mal!<br /></span><br /><span style="color:#660000;">Y es que no puedo, no puedo, no puedo, no puedo olvidarlo </span><br /><span style="color:#660000;">si el primer beso no se olvida nada nadamas porque si<br />Y es que no puedo, no puedo, no puedo, no puedo dejarlo </span><br /><span style="color:#660000;">si es la mas bella de todas las cosas que pasan en mi<br /></span><br /><span style="color:#660000;">Ya vez!</span><br /><span style="color:#660000;">ahora te molestas de escucharme</span><br /><span style="color:#660000;">por dentro se que quieres regañarme</span><br /><span style="color:#660000;">de que sirvio decirte la verdad?<br /></span><br /><span style="color:#660000;">Diras </span><br /><span style="color:#660000;">que si hoy estoy llorando es culpa mia</span><br /><span style="color:#660000;">que fui muy tonta y tu me lo advertias </span><br /><span style="color:#660000;">no digas mas y dejame llorar<br /></span><br /><span style="color:#660000;">Y es que no puedo, no puedo, no puedo, no puedo olvidarlo </span><br /><span style="color:#660000;">si el primer beso no se olvida nada nadamas porque si<br />Y es que no puedo, no puedo, no puedo, no puedo dejarlo </span><br /><span style="color:#660000;">si es la mas bella de todas las cosas que pasan en mi<br /></span><br /><span style="color:#660000;">Y es que no puedo, no puedo, no puedo, no puedo olvidarlo </span><br /><span style="color:#660000;">si el primer beso no se olvida nadanadamas porque si<br />Y es que no puedo, no puedo, no puedo, no puedo dejarlo </span><br /><span style="color:#660000;">si es la mas bella de todas las cosas que pasan en mi<br /></span><br /><span style="color:#660000;">Y es que no puedo, no puedo, no puedo, no puedo olvidarlo</span><br /><br /><div align="right"><blockquote><div align="right"><blockquote><div align="right">-Gloria Trevi</div></blockquote></div></blockquote></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22065546-114022222783650240?l=cravingmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Craving Oxygenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14730379874109197386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22065546.post-1140221703474352082006-02-17T16:11:00.000-08:002006-02-17T16:18:39.570-08:00<span style="color:#000099;">I'm not the sort of person<br />Who falls<br />In and quickly out of love<br />But to you I gave my affection<br />Right from the start<br /><br />I have a lover<br />Who loves me<br />How could I break such a heart<br />Yet still you get my attention<br /><br />Why do you come here<br />When you know I've got trouble enough<br />Why do you call me<br />When you know I can't answer the phone<br />Make me lie<br />When I don't want to<br />And make someone else<br />Some kind of an unknowing fool<br />You make me stay<br />When I should not<br />Are you so strong<br />Or is all the weakness in me<br /><br />Why do you come here<br />And pretend to be just passing by<br />When I mean to see you<br />And I mean to hold you<br />Tightly<br /><br />Feeling guilty<br />Worried<br />Waking from tormented sleep<br />This old love has me bound<br />But the new love cuts deep<br />If I choose now<br />I'll lose out<br />One of you has to fall<br />And I need you<br />And you</span><br /><span style="color:#000099;"></span><br /><div align="right"><blockquote><div align="right"><blockquote><div align="right">- Joan Armatrading</div></blockquote></div></blockquote></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22065546-114022170347435208?l=cravingmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Craving Oxygenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14730379874109197386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22065546.post-1139276903958935182006-02-06T17:43:00.000-08:002006-02-17T16:17:27.166-08:00<div align="left"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;">Tell me what's wrong with society<br />When everywhere I look, I see<br />Young girls dying to be on TV<br />They won't stop till they've reached their dreams<br /><br />Diet pills, surgery<br />Photoshopped pictures in magazines<br />Telling them how they should be<br />It doesn't make sense to me<br /><br />Is everybody going crazy?<br />Is anybody gonna save me?<br />Can anybody tell me what's going on?<br />Tell me what's going on?<br />If you open your eyes<br />You'll see that something is wrong<br /><br />I guess things are not how they used to be<br />There's no more normal families<br />Parents act like enemies<br />Making kids feel like it's World War III<br /><br />No one cares, no one's there<br />I guess we're all just too damn busy<br />And money's our first priority<br />It doesn't make sense to me<br /><br />Is everybody going crazy?<br />Is anybody gonna save me?<br />Can anybody tell me what's going on?<br />Tell me what's going on?<br />If you open your eyes<br />You'll see that something is wrong<br /><br />Is everybody going crazy?<br />Is everybody going crazy?<br /><br />Tell me what's wrong with society<br />When everywhere I look I see<br />Rich guys driving big SUVs<br />While kids are starving in the streets<br /><br />No one cares<br />No one likes to share<br />I guess life's unfair<br /><br />Is everybody going crazy?<br />Is anybody gonna save me?<br />Can anybody tell me what's going on?<br />Tell me what's going on?<br />If you open your eyes<br />You'll see that something, something is wrong<br /><br />Is everybody going crazy?<br />Can anybody tell me what's going on?<br />Tell me what's going on?<br />If you open your eyes<br />You'll see that something is wrong</span> </div><div align="left"> </div><div align="right"><blockquote><div align="right"><blockquote></blockquote><blockquote><div align="right">-Simple Plan</div></blockquote></div></blockquote></div><div 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