Daughters and Angel

Stavolta non vorrei scrivere tanto… anzi saranno questi due testi di canzoni a farlo per me… Daughters di John Mayer è tutta per Viviana… lei tra le righe capirà il perché… o almeno spero… Era per dirle, in ogni modo GRAZIE e ti sono vicina…

L’altra, Angel di Sarah McLachlan ed è tutta per Jules, il mio angelo… colei che mi sopporta SEMPRE!! Un bacione GRANDE!

I know a girl
She puts the color inside of my world
But she’s just like a maze
Where all of the walls all continually change
And I’ve done all I can
To stand on her steps with my heart in my hands
Now I’m starting to see
Maybe it’s got nothing to do with me

Fathers, be good to your daughters
Daughters will love like you do
Girls become lovers who turn into mothers
So mothers, be good to your daughters too

Oh, you see that skin?
It’s the same she’s been standing in
Since the day she saw him walking away
Now she’s left
Cleaning up the mess he made

So fathers, be good to your daughters
Daughters will love like you do
Girls become lovers who turn into mothers
So mothers, be good to your daughters too

Boys, you can break
You’ll find out how much they can take
Boys will be strong
And boys soldier on
But boys would be gone without the warmth from
A womans good, good heart

On behalf of every man
Looking out for every girl
You are the god and the weight of her world

So fathers, be good to your daughters
Daughters will love like you do
Girls become lovers who turn into mothers
So mothers, be good to your daughters too

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 Spend all your time waiting for that second chance
For the break that will make it OK
There´s always some reason to feel not good enough
And it´s hard at the end of the day
I need some distraction or a beautiful release
Memories seep from my veins
Let me be empty and weightless and maybe
I´ll find some peace tonight

In the arms of the Angel far away from here
From this dark, cold hotel room, and the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie
You´re in the arms of the Angel; may you find some comfort here

So tired of the straight line, and everywhere you turn
There´s vultures and thieves at your back
The storm keeps on twisting, you keep on building the lies
That you make up for all that you lack
It don´t make no difference, escaping one last time
It´s easier to believe
In this sweet madness, oh this glorious sadness
That brings me to my knees

In the arms of the Angel far away from here
From this dark, cold hotel room, and the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie
In the arms of the Angel; may you find some comfort here

You´re in the arms of the Angel; may you find some comfort here

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