tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-53482418951283858922011-11-27T15:53:13.525-08:00fiorellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00666185086943689695noreply@blogger.comBlogger211100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5348241895128385892.post-66647919115508228122009-02-02T07:57:00.000-08:002009-02-02T07:59:17.364-08:00<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k0l4TofljsU&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k0l4TofljsU&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><strong>Twenty-five years and my life is still <br />Trying to get up that great big hill of hope <br />For a destination <br /><br />And I realized quickly when I knew I should <br />That the world was made up of this brotherhood of man <br />For whatever that means <br />And so I cry sometimes <br />When I'm lying in bed <br />Just to get it all out <br />What's in my head <br />And I am feeling a little peculiar <br />And so I wake in the morning <br />And I step outside <br />And I take a deep breath and I get real high <br />And I scream at the top of my lungs <br />What's going on? <br />And I say, hey hey hey hey <br />I said hey, what's going on? <br /><br />ooh, ooh ooh <br />and I try, oh my god do I try <br />I try all the time, in this institution <br />And I pray, oh my god do I pray <br />I pray every single day <br />For a revolution <br />And so I cry sometimes <br />When I'm lying in bed <br />Just to get it all out <br />What's in my head <br />And I am feeling a little peculiar <br />And so I wake in the morning <br />And I step outside <br />And I take a deep breath and I get real high <br />And I scream at the top of my lungs <br />What's going on? <br />And I say, hey hey hey hey <br />I said hey, what's going on? <br /><br />Twenty-five years and my life is still <br />Trying to get up that great big hill of hope <br />For a destination</strong><br /><br />ESPAÑOL <br />Que pasa...???<br />Que Pasa? <br />(¿Que esta Sucediendo?) <br /><br />Veinticinco Años y mi vida sigue <br />Intentando levantar aquella gran cuesta de esperanza <br />Para un destino <br /><br />Y entonces comprendo <br />rápidamente cuando supe que debería <br />Que el mundo estaba hecho de esta hermandad de hombres <br />Para el propósito que sea <br />peculiar <br /><br />Y entonces lloro a veces <br />Cuando reposo en mi cama <br />Solo para sacar todo <br />Lo que esta en mi cabeza <br />Y me siento algo peculiar <br /><br /><br />Y entonces me despierto en la mañana <br />Y voy afuera <br />Y tomo un buen respiro y llego hasta arriba <br />Y grito a todo pulmón <br />¿Que esta sucediendo? <br /><br />Y entonces digo, hey hey hey hey <br />Digo hey, que esta sucediendo? <br />Y digo, hey hey hey hey <br />Digo hey, que esta sucediendo? <br />Ooh, ooh ooh <br />Ooh, ooh ooh <br /><br />Y entonces intento, <br />oh Dios <br />realmente intento <br />Intento todo el tiempo, dentro de esta institución <br />Y luego rezo, oh Dios realmente rezo <br />Rezo cada uno y todos los días <br />Por una revolución... <br /><br />Y entonces lloro a veces <br />Cuando reposo en mi cama <br />Solo para sacar todo <br />Lo que esta en mi cabeza <br />Y me siento algo peculiar <br /><br />Y entonces me despierto en la mañana <br />Y voy afuera <br />Y tomo un buen respiro y llego hasta arriba <br />Y grito a todo pulmón <br />¿Que esta sucediendo? <br /><br />Y entonces digo: <br />hey hey hey hey <br />Digo hey, que esta sucediendo? <br />Y digo, hey hey hey hey <br />Digo hey, que esta sucediendo? <br />Y digo, hey hey hey hey <br />Digo hey, que esta sucediendo? <br /><br />Y digo: <br />hey hey hey hey <br />Digo hey, que esta sucediendo? <br />Ooh, ooh ooh <br />Ooh, ooh ooh <br /><br />Veinticinco Años y mi vida sigue <br />Intentando levantar aquella gran cuesta de esperanza <br />Para un destino<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5348241895128385892-6664791911550822812?l=fiorimundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>fiorellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00666185086943689695noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5348241895128385892.post-70479085180781632762009-01-30T14:01:00.000-08:002009-01-30T14:02:19.301-08:00<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/w4ANlmRP7f0&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/w4ANlmRP7f0&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5348241895128385892-7047908518078163276?l=fiorimundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>fiorellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00666185086943689695noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5348241895128385892.post-64604605200419536872008-10-18T15:00:00.000-07:002008-10-18T15:02:26.576-07:00<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/E3NnewTgQDY&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/E3NnewTgQDY&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><strong></strong><br />There is freedom within, there is freedom without<br />Try to catch the deluge in a paper cup<br />There's a battle ahead, many battles are lost<br />But you'll never see the end of the road<br />While you're traveling with me<br /><br />Hey now, hey now<br />Don't dream it's over<br />Hey now, hey now<br />When the world comes in<br />They come, they come<br />To build a wall between us<br />We know they won't win<br /><br />Now I'm towing my car, there's a hole in the roof<br />My possessions are causing me suspicion but there's no proof<br />In the paper today tales of war and of waste<br />But you turn right over to the T.V. page<br /><br />Now I'm walking again to the beat of a drum<br />And I'm counting the steps to the door of your heart<br />Only shadows ahead barely clearing the roof<br />Get to know the feeling of liberation and relief<br /><br />Hey now, hey now<br />Don't dream it's over<br />Hey now, hey now<br />When the world comes in<br />They come, they come<br />To build a wall between us<br />Don't ever let them win<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5348241895128385892-6460460520041953687?l=fiorimundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>fiorellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00666185086943689695noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5348241895128385892.post-20955087240174714302008-10-04T16:02:00.000-07:002008-10-04T16:03:52.338-07:00<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/agADmnqIHqA&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/agADmnqIHqA&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5348241895128385892-2095508724017471430?l=fiorimundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>fiorellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00666185086943689695noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5348241895128385892.post-59583460086744165302008-09-12T16:22:00.000-07:002008-09-12T16:23:51.134-07:00<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lt6PVVr4B04&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lt6PVVr4B04&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5348241895128385892-5958346008674416530?l=fiorimundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>fiorellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00666185086943689695noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5348241895128385892.post-28367779354627040622008-09-12T16:15:00.000-07:002008-09-12T16:16:26.228-07:00<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hr0Wv5DJhuk&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hr0Wv5DJhuk&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5348241895128385892-2836777935462704062?l=fiorimundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>fiorellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00666185086943689695noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5348241895128385892.post-77458413126958903412008-09-05T16:11:00.000-07:002008-09-05T16:12:26.221-07:00<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6Byww3zojDo&hl=es&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6Byww3zojDo&hl=es&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5348241895128385892-7745841312695890341?l=fiorimundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>fiorellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00666185086943689695noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5348241895128385892.post-22486392751855491312008-08-14T17:43:00.000-07:002008-08-14T17:44:08.271-07:00<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fdyFS8-8IWw&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fdyFS8-8IWw&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5348241895128385892-2248639275185549131?l=fiorimundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>fiorellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00666185086943689695noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5348241895128385892.post-86922175639905949282008-07-04T18:48:00.001-07:002008-07-04T18:48:47.558-07:00<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YRABlT_ukNo&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YRABlT_ukNo&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><div width="240" height="220" align="center"><embed src="http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/heart.swf?lyricid=34127" quality="high" wmode="transparent" width="240" height="210" name="scroll" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" /><br /><a href="http://www.metrolyrics.com/all-you-wanted-lyrics-michelle-branch.html" title="All You Wanted Lyrics">All You Wanted Lyrics</a></embed></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5348241895128385892-8692217563990594928?l=fiorimundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>fiorellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00666185086943689695noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5348241895128385892.post-70337381892602275262008-07-04T18:30:00.000-07:002008-07-04T18:33:51.472-07:00<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KMbWZ8_NjSk&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KMbWZ8_NjSk&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object> <br /> <br /> <br /><em><strong></strong> <br />LET´S TALK THIS OVER. <br />IT´S NOT LIKE WE´RE DEAD. <br />WAS IT SOMETHING I DID? <br />WAS IT SOMETHING YOU SAID? <br />DON´T LEAVE ME HANGING <br />IN A CITY SO DEAD, <br />HELD UP SO HIGH <br />ON SUCH A BREAKABLE THREAD. <br /> <br />YOU WERE ALL THE THINGS I THOUGHT I KNEW <br />AND I THOUGHT WE COULD BE. <br /> <br />YOU WERE EVERYTHING, EVERYTHING THAT I WANTED. <br />WE WERE MEANT TO BE, SUPPOSED TO BE, BUT WE LOST IT. <br />ALL OF OUR MEMORIES, SO CLOSE TO ME, JUST FADE AWAY. <br />ALL THIS TIME YOU WERE PRETENDING. <br />SO MUCH FOR MY HAPPY ENDING. <br /> <br />YOU´VE GOT YOUR DUMB FRIENDS. <br />I KNOW WHAT THEY SAY. <br />THEY TELL YOU I´M DIFFICULT <br />BUT SO ARE THEY. <br />Letras4U.com » letras traducidas al español <br />BUT THEY DON´T KNOW ME. <br />DO THEY EVEN KNOW YOU? <br />ALL THE THINGS YOU HIDE FROM ME, <br />ALL THE THINGS THAT YOU DO. <br /> <br />YOU WERE ALL THE THINGS I THOUGHT I KNEW <br />AND I THOUGHT WE COULD BE. <br /> <br />YOU WERE EVERYTHING, EVERYTHING THAT I WANTED. <br />WE WERE MEANT TO BE, SUPPOSED TO BE, BUT WE LOST IT. <br />ALL OF MEMORIES, SO CLOSE TO ME, JUST FADE AWAY. <br />ALL THIS TIME YOU WERE PRETENDING. <br />SO MUCH FOR MY HAPPY ENDING. <br /> <br />IT´S NICE TO KNOW THAT YOU WERE THERE. <br />THANKS FOR ACTING LIKE YOU CARE <br />AND MAKING ME FEEL LIKE I WAS THE ONLY ONE. <br />IT´S NICE TO KNOW WE HAD IT ALL. <br />THANKS FOR WATCHING AS I FALL <br />AND LETTING ME KNOW WE WERE DONE. <br /> <br />SO MUCH FOR MY HAPPY ENDING. <br />SO MUCH FOR MY HAPPY ENDING. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /><strong>HABLEMOS DE ESTO. <br />NO ES COMO SI ESTUVIÉRAMOS MUERTOS. <br />FUE ALGO QUE HICE? <br />FUE ALGO QUE DIJISTE? <br />NO ME DEJES COLGADA <br />EN UNA CIUDAD TAN MUERTA, <br />SOSTENIDA TAN ALTO <br />DE UN HILO TAN FRÁGIL. <br /> <br />FUISTE TODAS LAS COSAS QUE CREÍ QUE SABÍA <br />Y CREÍ QUE PODRÍAMOS SER. <br /> <br />FUISTE TODO, TODO LO QUE QUISE. <br />ESTÁBAMOS DESTINADOS A SERLO, SE SUPONÍA QUE ÉRAMOS, PERO LO PERDIMOS. <br />TODOS NUESTROS RECUERDOS, TAN CERCANOS A MÍ, SÓLO DESAPARECEN. <br />TODO ESTE TIEMPO ESTUVISTE SIMULANDO. <br />FUE EN VANO MI FINAL FELIZ. <br /> <br />TIENES A TUS TONTOS AMIGOS. <br />SÉ LO QUE DICEN. <br />TE DICEN QUE SOY DIFÍCIL <br />PERO ELLOS TAMBIÉN LO SON. <br />PERO ELLOS NO ME CONOCEN. <br />Letras4U.com » letras traducidas al español <br />ACASO ELLOS TE CONOCEN A TI? <br />TODAS LAS COSAS QUE ME ESCONDES, <br />TODAS LAS COSAS QUE HACES. <br /> <br />FUISTE TODAS LAS COSAS QUE CREÍ QUE SABÍA <br />Y CREÍ QUE PODRÍAMOS SER. <br /> <br />FUISTE TODO, TODO LO QUE QUISE. <br />ESTÁBAMOS DESTINADOS A SERLO, SE SUPONÍA QUE ÉRAMOS, PERO LO PERDIMOS. <br />TODOS NUESTROS RECUERDOS, TAN CERCANOS A MÍ, SÓLO DESAPARECEN. <br />TODO ESTE TIEMPO ESTUVISTE SIMULANDO. <br />FUE EN VANO MI FINAL FELIZ. <br /> <br />ES LINDO SABER QUE ESTUVISTE AHÍ. <br />GRACIAS POR ACTUAR COMO SI TE IMPORTARA <br />Y POR HACERME SENTIR QUE ERA LA ÚNICA. <br />ES LINDO SABER QUE LO TUVIMOS TODO. <br />GRACIAS POR MIRAR CÓMO CAIGO <br />Y POR HACERME SABER QUE TERMINAMOS. <br /> <br />FUE EN VANO MI FINAL FELIZ. <br />FUE EN VANO MI FINAL FELIZ.</strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5348241895128385892-7033738189260227526?l=fiorimundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>fiorellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00666185086943689695noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5348241895128385892.post-33808149790964048722008-07-03T16:57:00.000-07:002008-07-03T16:58:05.378-07:00<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_J7pbabOZjE&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_J7pbabOZjE&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5348241895128385892-3380814979096404872?l=fiorimundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>fiorellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00666185086943689695noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5348241895128385892.post-35621082641705055762008-06-28T13:07:00.000-07:002008-06-28T13:09:11.702-07:00<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/H6VWmx7CzVk&hl=en"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/H6VWmx7CzVk&hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5348241895128385892-3562108264170505576?l=fiorimundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>fiorellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00666185086943689695noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5348241895128385892.post-63257240205376974422008-06-21T16:23:00.000-07:002008-06-21T16:28:33.026-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cvGkq42SHeY/SF2NzmM3SlI/AAAAAAAAABA/9nCoGr8ofeA/s1600-h/logo.gif"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cvGkq42SHeY/SF2NzmM3SlI/AAAAAAAAABA/9nCoGr8ofeA/s320/logo.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214479861132249682" /></a><br /><br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/a-jKSrQuitM&hl=en"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/a-jKSrQuitM&hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5348241895128385892-6325724020537697442?l=fiorimundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>fiorellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00666185086943689695noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5348241895128385892.post-9443674952618704242008-06-18T17:53:00.000-07:002008-06-18T17:55:29.754-07:00<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VpxVsKnRBDg&hl=en"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VpxVsKnRBDg&hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><em></em> para ti desde el fondo de mi corazon !<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5348241895128385892-944367495261870424?l=fiorimundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>fiorellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00666185086943689695noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5348241895128385892.post-75636973660798644172008-06-13T16:14:00.000-07:002008-06-13T16:20:16.326-07:00<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zXySy3ajH6w&hl=en"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zXySy3ajH6w&hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5348241895128385892-7563697366079864417?l=fiorimundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>fiorellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00666185086943689695noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5348241895128385892.post-69884951288249972672008-06-13T16:07:00.000-07:002008-06-13T16:09:58.485-07:00<strong></strong> i love to love <br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JaQvdwRh-HM&hl=en"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JaQvdwRh-HM&hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5348241895128385892-6988495128824997267?l=fiorimundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>fiorellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00666185086943689695noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5348241895128385892.post-7921131134859334062008-06-09T15:40:00.000-07:002008-06-09T15:50:46.453-07:00<em></em><br />aunque no te des cuenta <br />tienes la sonrisa mas dulce que conoci en esta vida<br />tus ojos son como la honestidad que nunca conoci.<br /><br />aunque no te des cuenta de que no existo que solo vivo <br />a tu sombra y que de mi presencia nunca que has dado <br />cuenta .<br /><br />pero dicen que asi es el amor ... <br />que en silencio se demuestra <br /><br /><br />aunque no te des cuenta yo siempre respurare por ti para ti.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5348241895128385892-792113113485933406?l=fiorimundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>fiorellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00666185086943689695noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5348241895128385892.post-77816137163913082482008-06-03T17:41:00.000-07:002008-06-03T17:43:23.198-07:00<strong></strong><br />I hate the world today<br />Your so good to me, I know<br />But I cant change<br />Tried to tell you but you looked at me like maybe Im an angel underneath<br />Innocent and sweet<br /><br />Yesterday I cried<br />You must have been relieved to see the softer side<br />I can understand how youd be so confused<br />I dont envy you<br />Im a little bit of everything<br />All rolled into one<br /><br />Im a bitch<br />Im a lover<br />Im a child<br />Im a mother<br />Im a sinner<br />Im a saint<br />I do not feel ashamed<br />Im your hell<br />Im you dream<br />Im nothing in between<br />You know you wouldnt want it any other way<br /><br />So take me as I am<br />This may mean youll have to be a stronger man<br />Rest assured that when I start to make you nervous<br />And Im going to extremes<br />Tomorrow I will change<br />And today wont mean a thing<br /><br />Im a bitch<br />Im a lover<br />Im a child<br />Im a mother<br />Im a sinner<br />Im a saint<br />I do not feel ashamed<br />Im your hell<br />Im you dream<br />Im nothing in between<br />You know you wouldnt want it any other way<br /><br />Just when you think you got me figured out<br />The seasons already changin<br />I think its cool you do whatcha do<br />And dont try to save me<br /><br />Im a bitch<br />Im a lover<br />Im a child<br />Im a mother<br />Im a sinner<br />Im a saint<br />I do not feel ashamed<br />Im your hell<br />Im you dream<br />Im nothing in between<br />You know you wouldnt want it any other way<br /><br />Im a bitch<br />Im a tease<br />Im a goddess on my knees<br />When youre hurt<br />When you suffer<br />Im your angel undercover<br />Ive been numb<br />Im revived<br />Cant say Im not alive<br />You know I wouldnt want it any other way<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5348241895128385892-7781613716391308248?l=fiorimundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>fiorellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00666185086943689695noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5348241895128385892.post-40529439737815195032008-05-29T14:55:00.000-07:002008-05-29T15:06:52.090-07:00<a 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