segunda-feira, 11 de fevereiro de 2008

Blue Monday

How does it feel to treat me like you do?
When you've laid your hands upon me and told me who you are?
I thought I was mistaken, I thought I heard your words.
Tell me how do I feel. Tell me now how do I feel.
Those who came before me lived through their vocations.
From the past until completion, they will turn away no more.
And I still find it so hard to say what I need to say, but I'm quite sure that you'll tell me just how I should feel today.
I see a ship in the harbor.
I can and shall obey.
But if it wasn't for your misfortunes, I'd be a heavenly person today.
And I thought I was mistaken, and I thought I heard you speak.
Tell me how do I feel. Tell me now how should I feel.
Now I stand here waiting.
I thought I told you to leave me while I walked down to the beach.
Tell me how does it feel when your heart grows cold.