FAITH - GEORGE MICHAEL
Well I guess it would be nice
If I could touch your body
I know not everybody
Has got a body like you
But I've got to think twice
Before I give my heart away
And I know all the games you play
Because I play them too
Oh but I
Need some time off from that emotion
Time to pick my heart up off the floor
And when that love comes down
Without devotion
Well it takes a strong man baby
But I'm showing you the door
'Cause I gotta have faith...
Mmm, I gotta have faith
'Cause I gotta have faith, faith,
Mm 'cause I gotta have faith-a-faith-a-faith
Baby
I know you're asking me to stay
Sayin' please, please, please, don't go away
You say I'm giving you the blues
Maybe
You mean every word you say
Can't help but think of yesterday
And another who tied me down to loverboy rules
Before this river
Becomes an ocean
Before you throw my heart back on the floor
Oh baby I reconsider
My foolish notion
Well I need someone to hold me
But I'll wait for something more
Yes I've gotta have faith...
Mmm, I gotta have faith
'Cause I gotta have faith, faith, faith,
Mm 'cause I gotta have faith-a-faith-a-faith
If I could touch your body
I know not everybody
Has got a body like you
But I've got to think twice
Before I give my heart away
And I know all the games you play
Because I play them too
Oh but I
Need some time off from that emotion
Time to pick my heart up off the floor
And when that love comes down
Without devotion
Well it takes a strong man baby
But I'm showing you the door
'Cause I gotta have faith...
Mmm, I gotta have faith
'Cause I gotta have faith, faith,
Mm 'cause I gotta have faith-a-faith-a-faith
Baby
I know you're asking me to stay
Sayin' please, please, please, don't go away
You say I'm giving you the blues
Maybe
You mean every word you say
Can't help but think of yesterday
And another who tied me down to loverboy rules
Before this river
Becomes an ocean
Before you throw my heart back on the floor
Oh baby I reconsider
My foolish notion
Well I need someone to hold me
But I'll wait for something more
Yes I've gotta have faith...
Mmm, I gotta have faith
'Cause I gotta have faith, faith, faith,
Mm 'cause I gotta have faith-a-faith-a-faith
1 comentario:
Me reenvía Anado, alma de Annlea, su Arturo -Ginebra es Sestea- y su Sir Galahad. Yo también fui opositor. Las locuras son cuando menos endémicas. La oposición adicciona y mata, pero nadie lo escribe en los programas de temas ni en los paquetes de apuntes, lo que revela la veleidad de la ley, en cuyo regazo también me muevo. Me encandila una sonrisa y me chiflan Woodehouse, Joan Butler y Noel Clarasó. Yazgo, feliz, en el útero de la vejez, umbral de la muerte y mirador con benevolencia deun pasado sin apenas más futuro que repartir un poco de alegría alrededor, tratando de propalar las palabras más hermosas de cuantas entremezcladas mueve el viento, Encantado de saludarte. Me llamo Bosco -no, pero sí- y cuando ya me fatan palabras, hago versos. El Bosco los pintaba y por eso. Un saludo y un beso. Campoamor decía: "las hijas de las madres que amé tanto, me besan ya como se besa a un santo", pero en estos tiempos no se puede, no te puedes fiar de nadie. Bosco. pvp
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