Saturday, January 30, 2010

bright future

What good are words I say to you?
They can't convey to you what's in my heart.
If you could hear instead,
the things I've left unsaid.

Time after time
I tell myself that I'm
so lucky to be loving you.

So lucky to be
The one you run to see
in the evening, when the day is through.

I only know what I know,
The passing years will show.
You've kept my love so young, so new.

And time after time
You'll hear me say that I'm
so lucky to be loving you.


Time After Time, Frank Sinatra.
Louvável.

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