Archivo diario: 13/10/2014

Something Inside

Something Inside.

Jonathan Rhys Meyers

When the one thing you’re looking for
Is nowhere to be found.
And you back stepping all of your moves
Trying to figure it out.
You wanna reach out.
You wanna give in.
Your head’s wrapped around what’s around the next bend.
You wish you could find something warm.
‘Cause you’re shivering cold.

It’s the first thing you see as you open your eyes.
The last thing you say as your saying goodbye.
Something inside you is crying and driving you on.
It’s the first thing you see as you open your eyes.
The last thing you say as your saying goodbye.
Something inside you is crying and driving you on.
‘Cause if you hadn’t found me.
I would have found you .
I would have found you.

So long you’ve been running in circles
‘Round what’s at stake.
But now the times come for your feet to stand still in one place.
You wanna reach out.
You wanna give in.
Your head’s wrapped around what’s around the next bend.
You wish you could find something warm.
‘Cause you’re shivering cold.

It’s the first thing you see as you open your eyes.
The last thing you say as your saying goodbye.
Something inside you is crying and driving you on.
It’s the first thing you see as you open your eyes.
The last thing you say as your saying goodbye.
Something inside you is crying and driving you on.
‘Cause if you hadn’t found me.
I would have found you.
I would have found you.

It was your first taste of love.
Living upon what you had .

It’s the first thing you see as you open your eyes.
The last thing you say as your saying goodbye.
Something inside you is crying and driving you on.
‘Cause if you hadn’t found me.
I would have found you.
I would have found you.

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