80s

[Guest cerise]

Cant Stay Away From You

 

 

[v]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=41cCpon1JmM&hl=fr&fs=1[/v]

 

Time flies

When you're having fun

I heard somebody say

But if all i've been is fun

Then baby let me go

Don't wanna be in your way

And i don't wanna be your second choice

Don't wanna be just your friend

You keep telling me that you're not in love

You wanna throw it all away

 

But i can't stay away from you

I don't wanna let you go

And though it's killing me that's true

There's just some things i can't control

Your love is slipping through my hands

And though i've heard it all before

I know you're telling me the truth

I know it's just no use

But i can't stay away from you

 

Hold on to every bit of hope, that's all i ever do

Hoping you might change your mind

And call me up to say how much you need me too

And though you're leaving me no other choice

Than to turn and walk away

Look over your shoulder, i'll be there

You can count on me to stay...

 

'cause i can't stay away from you

I don't wanna let you go

+ de paroles

 

 

And though it's killing me that's true

There's just some things i can't control

Your love slipping through my hands

And though i've heard it all before

I know you're telling me the truth

I know it's just no use

But i can't stay away from you

 

I know you're telling me the truth

I know it's just no use

But i can't stay away from you

[Guest SmiChou]

I know you're telling me that you are so romantic

Merci pour le partage.

[Guest cerise]

Bonjour

 

Tu as tout compris!

 

C'est avec grand plaisir que de partager de belles mélodies.

[Guest SmiChou]

J'adore ta signature.

[Guest cerise]

Merci,

 

n'est ce pas que la poésie repose les âmes.

[Guest SmiChou]

Quand le pouvoir pousse l'homme à l'arrogance, la poésie lui rappelle la richesse de l'existence, elle est le souvenir des meilleurs et des plus heureux moments, des meilleurs et des plus heureux souvenirs. ;)

[Guest cerise]

Nous fixons nos yeux sur la banalité détenue par le pouvoir, et lorsque le temps est à la sagesse, il parait propice pour exhaler nos sentiments et la muse devient consolatrice.