quinta-feira, 23 de setembro de 2010

Sitting - Cat Stevens



"Oh, I'm on my way, I know I am,
somewhere not so far from here.
All I know is all I feel right now,
I feel a power growing in my hair.
Sitting on my own not by myself,
everybody's here with me.
I don't need to touch your face to know,
and I don't need to use my eyes to see .

I keep on wondering if I sleep too long?
Will I always wake up the same or so?
And keep on wondering if I sleep too long?
Will I even wake up again or something?

Oh, I'm on my way I know I am,
but times there were when I thought not.
Bleeding half my soul in bad company,
I thank the moon I had the strength to stop.
I'm not making love to anyone's wishes,
only for that god I see.
'Cause when I'm dead and lowered low in my grave,
that's gonna be the only thing that's left of me.

And if I make it to the waterside,
will I even find me a boat or so?
And, if I make it to the waterside,
I'll be sure to write you a note or something.
Oh I'm on my way, I know I am,
somewhere not so far from here
All I know is all I feel right now,
I feel a power growing in my hair.

Oh life is like a maze of doors and they all
open from the side you're on.
Just keep on pushing hard boy,
try as you may
You're going to wind up where you started from,
You're going to wind up where you started from."

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