Palavras
Eu não quero mais mentir
Usar espinhos que só trazem dor
Eu não enxergo mais o inferno que me atraiu
Dos cegos do castelo me despeço e vou
A pé até encontrar
Um caminho, o lugar
Pro que eu sou
Eu não quero mais dormir
De olhos abertos me esquenta o sol
Eu nao espero que um revólver venha explodir
Na minha testa se anunciou
A pé a fé devagar
Foge o destino do azar
Que restou
E se você puder me olhar
E se você quiser me achar
Se você trouxer o seu lar
Eu vou cuidar
Eu cuidarei dele
Eu vou cuidar
Do seu jardim
Eu vou cuidar
Eu cuidarei muito bem dele
Eu vou cuidar
Eu cuidarei do seu jantar
Do céu e do mar
E de você e de mim
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Written by Kevin Bacon
"Written from the perspective of a young man attending Woodstock '99." KB
Me and Joey came a long way, to hear that singer
Play the one that we know so well
He got up there and gave us the finger
Told me and Joey to go straight to hell
Me and Joey in a blacktop garden
A big old burnin' sun above
And the fires will soon be starting
But this ain't no summer of love
Me and Joey had a good time with some farmer's daughter
Left her lyin' in a muddy hole
You charge an arm and a leg for a bottle of wa
"Written from the perspective of a young man attending Woodstock '99." KB
Me and Joey came a long way, to hear that singer
Play the one that we know so well
He got up there and gave us the finger
Told me and Joey to go straight to hell
Me and Joey in a blacktop garden
A big old burnin' sun above
And the fires will soon be starting
But this ain't no summer of love
Me and Joey had a good time with some farmer's daughter
Left her lyin' in a muddy hole
You charge an arm and a leg for a bottle of wa