If you need a friend,
don't look to a stranger,
You know in the end,
I'll always be there.
And when you're in doubt,
and when you're in danger,
Take a look all around,
and I'll be there.
I'm sorry, but I'm just thinking of the right words to say. (I promise)
I know they don't sound the way I planned them to be. (I promise)
But if you wait around a while, I'll make you fall for me,
I promise, I promise you I will.
When your day is through,
and so is your temper,
You know what to do,
I'm gonna always be there.
Sometimes if I shout,
it's not what's intended.
These words just come out,
with no gripe to bear.
I'm sorry, but I'm just thinking of the right words to say. (I promise)
I know they don't sound the way I planned them to be. (I promise)
But if you wait around a while, I'll make you fall for me,
I promise, I promise you...
I'm sorry, but I'm just thinking of the right words to say. (I promise)
I know they don't sound the way I planned them to be. (I promise)
And if I had to walk the world, that make you fall for me,
I promise you, I promise you I will.
I gotta tell ya, I need to tell ya, I gotta tell ya, I gotta tell yaaaa ...
I'm sorry, but I'm just thinking of the right words to say. (I promise)
I know they don't sound the way I planned them to be. (I promise)
But if you wait around a while, I'll make you fall for me,
I promise you, I promise you...
I'm sorry, but I'm just thinking of the right words to say. (I promise)
I know they don't sound the way I planned them to be. (I promise)
And if I have to walk the world to make you fall for me,
I promise you, I promise you I will ...
I will...
I will...
I will
....azi am o obsesie
... melodia celor de la Whem in Rome - The Promise
si..cum fac de obicei, ascult pana la epuizare sau pana o invat..
Versurile sunt despre prieteni, pentru prieteni. Desi n-am multi, sunt adevarati si datorita lor ma "ridic" de cate ori "cad"..
Mi-e dor de Tinker, Nicodim, my virtual friends..
..si de cei de aici, pe care ii vad destul de rar...
Mi-e dor de o seara in club..n-am mai fost de haaaaa haaaa...
Mi-e dor de discutii aprinse , haioase, stimulative....
Mi-e dor....
Mi-e dor de gara..de munte...de pajistea de langa manastire....
Am iertat? De aceea ma simt atat de "usoara"? Sau soarele de afara e de vina?