domingo, junho 18, 2006

O meu pior defeito...

Ninguém é perfeito, muito menos eu. Posso dizer que o meu pior defeito é a inveja.
Invejo não ter escrito aquele livro fantástico que acabei de ler, invejo não ter escrito os episódios da minha série de televisão favorita e invejo não escrito as músicas que dizem exactamente o que sinto...

Whenever I'm down
I call on you my friend
A helping hand you lend
In my time of need
Whenever I'm down
I call on you my friend

Listen..
Whenever I'm down
I call on you my friend
A helping hand you lend
In my time of need
Whenever I'm down
I call on you my friend

Whenever I'm down
And all that's going on
Is really going on
Just one of those days
You say the right things
To keep me moving on
To keep me going strong

Whenever I'm down
Ain't nobody

Whenever I'm down
I call on you my friend
A helping hand you lend
In my time of need

Whenever I'm down
I call on you my friend
(I call on you my friend)
(I call on you my friend)
Whenever I'm down
And all that's going on
Is really going on
Just one of those days (and ju-h..)
You say the right things
To keep me moving on
To keep me going strong
(going strong)
(going strong)

Whenever I'm down
I call on you my friend
A helping hand you lend
In my time of need
Whenever I'm down
I call on you my friend

3 Comments:

At 10:51 da tarde, Blogger João…zinho!! said...

(Mais uma músiquinha...)

You've got a friend in me...

Bjs,

 
At 5:24 da manhã, Blogger  said...

está a faltar-te o espiríto argentino... bora lá para a fiesta ;) besitos

 
At 7:55 da manhã, Anonymous Anónimo said...

Hey what a great site keep up the work its excellent.
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