coal to diamonds.

I think I feel a little hurt.
My fists are turning coal to diamonds.
Why no one told me so much work
Would all go into tryin'?
Oh, but those feelings ain't the same.
How some things never change.
Well, nobody's perfect.
And I knew better
Anyway

I thought about it 'til my head hurt.
I thought about it but it only made things worse.
I thought about it 'til my head hurt.
I thought about it but it only made things worse.

So I was wrong.
What could I do?
I knew all along.

Ooh..

I think I feel a little hurt.
My fists are turning coal to diamonds.
Why no one told me so much work
Would all go into tryin'?
Oh, but those feelings ain't this strange.
How some things never change.
Well, nobody's perfect.
And I knew better
Anyway.

I thought about it 'til my head hurt.
I thought about it but it only made things worse.
I thought about it 'til my head hurt.
I thought about it but it only made things worse.

So I was wrong.
What could I do?
I knew all along.

I'm a fool for you..

the gossip.
imagem de Fernando Vicente.

Há quem tenha muita cabeça. Eu tenho muito coração. E medo.

"when the lights are out on every street
it feels alright, but never complete."

*the gossip.

Eu sabia que o regresso seria assim.




"Não se consegue ler a "perda", apenas senti-la."

in, "Memórias de uma Gueixa".