02 outubro 2011

Sugar...

I am a man of constant sorrow. I've seen trouble all my days. I don't know how to change that. And I'll always share pain with all my thoughts. So don't expect for a better man. 'Cause I'm just a face in the crowd. And I'm just a grey sad stain. Nevertheless, I am wiser somehow. And now I know the truth. The truth that I perhaps didn't tell you. Loving me ends tragically. I'm sorry, I guess... It was never my intention to be a dead soul. A lost mind. A waste of time. But somewhere beyond happiness and sadness. I will find you, my bitter-sweet. And I will going back to my real place. Beside you... But even looking for this ending scene. I know that perhaps I'll take the next train. 'Cause someday you'll realize... Someday you'll find your own way. Without my insignificance. Without my sad smile. Without me. I'm sorry, I guess... This is who I really am. A man of constant sorrow.

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