Speechless

A veces me sorprende que pueda llegar a cantar bien. De cualquier forma, está sembrado el surealismo.



I can't belive what you said to me
Last night when we were alone
You threw your hands up
Baby you gave up, you gave up

I can't believe how you looked at me
With your James Dean glossy eyes
In your tight jeans with your long hair
And your cigarette stained lies

Could we fix you if you broke?
And is your punch line just a joke?

I'll never talk again
Oh boy you've left me speechless
You've left me speechless, so speechless

I can't believe how you slurred at me
With your half wired broken jaw
You popped my heart seams
On my bubble dreams, bubble dreams

I can't believe how you looked at me
With your Johnnie Walker eyes
He's gonna get you and after he's through
There's gonna be no love left to rye

And I know that it's complicated
But I'm a loser in love
So baby raise a glass to mend
All the broken hearts
Of all my wrecked up friends

I'll never talk again
Oh boy you've left me speechless
You've left me speechless so speechless

I'll never love again,
Oh friend you've left me speechless
You've left me speechless, so speechless

Hooow?
Haaaa-oooo-wow?
H-ooow?
Wow

Haaaa-oooo-wow?
H-ooow?
Wow

And after all the drinks and bars that we've been to
Would you give it all up?
Could I give it all up for you?

And after all the boys and girls that we've been through
Would you give it all up?
Could you give it all up?

If I promise to you boy
That I'll never talk again
And I'll never love again
I'll never write a song
Won't even sing along

I'll never love again
So speechless
You left me speechless, so speechless
Why you so speechless, so speechless?

Will you ever talk again?
Oh boy, why you so speechless?
You've left me speechless

Some men may follow me
But you choose "death and company"
Why you so speechless? Oh oh oh

Comentarios

Juncal ha dicho que…
Cuesta, cuesta trabajo cuando escuchamos con la vista. Lo audiovisual devora la objetividad y mira parece que una de sus funciones debiera ser la contraria.
Y es que un riesgo de la extravagancia es la aparición de algo tan personal como el prejuicio.
Ahora que ya se la conoce, yo,si fuese ella (no lo quiera Dios),probaría con un videoclick en completa oscuridad. Te aseguro que más de lo que imaginamos, iba a ser un descubrimiento.
Y a estas alturas.!!
Bienvenido
JUANAN URKIJO ha dicho que…
Tu última entrada es del día de mi cumpleaños, casualidad. Veo, sin embargo, que no lo dejas, que te espacias, que dices algo cuando crees que debes hablar... y eso me gusta.
Te aprecio, Alberto. Y recuerdo cosas; es todo.
Por eso he pasado por aquí.
Y para dejarte un fuerte abrazo.

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