domingo, 14 de março de 2010

Torn
Natalie Imbruglia

I thought I saw a man brought to life
He was warm he came around
Like he was dignified
He showed me what it was to cry


Well you couldn't be that man I adored
You don't seem to know or seem to care
What your heart is for
I don't know him anymore


There's nothing where he used to lie
My conversation has run dry
That's what's going on
Nothing's fine
I'm torn


I'm all out of faith
This is how I feel
I'm cold and I am shamed
Lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed
Into something real
I'm wide awake and I can see
The perfect sky is torn
You're a little late
I'm already torn


So I guess the fortune teller's right
I should have seen just what was there
And not some Holy light
But you crawled beneath my veins
And now I don't care, I have no luck
I don't miss it all that much
There's just so many things
That I can't touch
I'm torn


There's nothing where he used to lie
My inspiration has run dry
That's what's goin' on
Nothing's right I'm torn


I'm all out of faith
This is how I feel
I'm cold and I am shamed
bound and broken on the floor
You're a little late

I'm already Torn

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