Mjesečina

 
She sits alone by a lamppost
trying to find a thought that's escaped her mind
She says Dad's the one I love the most
but Stipe's not far behind
She never lets me in
only tell me where's she's been
when she's had too much to drink
I say that I don't care
I just run my hands through her dark hair
and I pray to God
you gotta help me fly away
And just
Let her cry:if the tears fall down like rain
Let her sing:if it eases all her pain
Let her go:let her walk right out on me
And if the sun comes up tomorrow
Let her be,let her be.
This morning I woke up alone
found a note by the phone
saying maybe I'll be back some day
I wanted to look for you
You walked in I didn't know just what to do
so I sat back down
had a beer and felt sorry for myself.........................

nije mi bila namjera :))

Jednom, ne znam više,
jel bilo davno ili nije,
no nije ni važno sada,
dakle, jednom...
jednom je postojala Ona,
a ja je prozvah Mjesečinom...
I još uvijek, u danima mraka,
ja listam stranice ispisane stihovima...

Možda, jedno veliko možda
i jedna velika slucajnost
koja nas je spojila,
jos jednom ucini isto:
Spoji nespojivo...

Gdje si, Mjesecino?

ovo je najljepsi izbor do sada, luna, tnx

;-))

lonestar, bilo je i boljih, ali su mi nestali ti stari blogovi

svaka cast luna,vece

o slomljeni, long time no see :) večer :)

neki rade do kasno :)))) yes long time :)) saying maybe ill be back some day.. :)))