"When you came to me with your bad dreams and your fears It was easy to see you'd been crying Seems like everywhere you turn catastrophe it reigns But who really profits from the dying I could hold you in my arms I could hold you forever I could hold you in my arms I could hold you forever
When you kissed my lips with my mouth so full of questions My worried mind that you quiet Place your hands on my face Close my eyes and say That love is a poor man's food Don't prophesize I could hold you in my arms I could hold you forever And I could hold you in my arms I could hold you forever
So now we see how it is This fist begets the spear Weapons of war Symptoms of madness Don't let your eyes refuse to see Don't let your ears refuse to hear Or you ain't never going to shake this sense of sadness I could hold you in my arms I could hold on forever And I could hold you in my arms I could hold on forever"
When you kissed my lips with my mouth so full of questions My worried mind that you quiet Place your hands on my face Close my eyes and say That love is a poor man's food Don't prophesize I could hold you in my arms I could hold you forever And I could hold you in my arms I could hold you forever
So now we see how it is This fist begets the spear Weapons of war Symptoms of madness Don't let your eyes refuse to see Don't let your ears refuse to hear Or you ain't never going to shake this sense of sadness I could hold you in my arms I could hold on forever And I could hold you in my arms I could hold on forever"
No me digas que ahora te gusta el country...
ResponderEliminarPues yo tengo unos cuantos discos muy similares. Te haría un buen precio.
Bueno, no es solo country lo que canta Lamontagne, aunque del country hay cosas bien chulas...
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