The blower´s daughter

And so it is
Just like you said it would be
Life goes easy on me
Most of the time
And so it is
The shorter story
No love, no glory
No hero in her skies

I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes...

And so it is
Just like you said it should be
We'll both forget the breeze
Most of the time
And so it is
The colder water
The blower's daughter
The pupil in denial

I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes...

Did I say that I loathe you?
Did I say that I want to
Leave it all behind?

I can't take my mind off you
I can't take my mind off you...
I can't take my mind off you
I can't take my mind off you
I can't take my mind off you
I can't take my mind...
My mind...my mind...
'Til I find somebody new

Cannonball

there's still a little bit of 
your taste in my mouth,
there's still a little bit of you
laced with my doubt,
its still a little hard to say,
whats going on.

there's still a little bit of 
your ghost, your witness,
there's still a little bit of
your face, i haven't kissed
you step a little closer each day,
that i can't say, what's going on.

stones, taught me to fly,
love, it taught me to lie,
life, it taught me to die,
so its not hard to fall,
when you float like a cannonball.

there's still a little bit of your song,
in my ear,
there's still a little bit of your words,
i long to hear,
you step a little closer to me,
so close that i can't see,
what's going on.

stones, taught me to fly,
love, it taught me to lie,
life, it taught me to die,
so its not hard to fall,
when you float like a cannon

stones taught me fly,
love, it taught me to cry,
so come on courage,
teach me to be shy,
cause, its not hard to fall,
and i dont want to scare her,
it's not hard to fall,
And I don't want to loose
It's not hard to grow
you know that you just don't know

Imposible de entender

Qué mierda pasa por la cabeza de los hombres que les imposibilita ser honestos y sinceros desde un principio con una mujer?? Un tiempo escriben, te preguntan qué tal, qué haciendo, se ven algunas veces, tiran, quedan para hacer esto, eso y aquello; hasta que de un día a otro, y sin explicación alguna, te deja de escribir. Nunca te dice el porqué y como si no te hubiera visto jamás en su perra vida.