Que los poetas mientan...

Que los poetas mientan...
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sábado, 14 de mayo de 2011

Hand on the steel

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Baby hear
When you turn to me
I wanna take you over
Put you right beside me
And drive the car away
Heavy-lidded baby
The road will make it better

I'll make a song up for you
Here's what it will say

Put your head on my lap
Cool the coastline this hour
Radar's bloom is a trap
Closed now, tight as a flower

Black your hair by the wheel
Deep my jungle of dreams
Loose, my hand on the steel
My heart's just what it seems
My heart's just what it seems

Baby hear
When you turn to me
I wanna make you love me
Drug the heart that flitters
And steal into your veins
Never seen you crying
I want to see you hungry

Let me light you up now
Asleep as I explain
Two, three, four

Put your head on my lap
Cool the coastline this hour
Radar's bloom is a trap
Closed now, tight as a flower

Black your hair by the wheel
Deep my jungle of dreams
Loose, my hand on the steel
My heart's just what it seems
My heart's just what it seems

Oh I'll take you there
I'll take you there
I'll take you 'till it won't be fair




Brisa Roché
Hand on the steel


Arlekyn

jueves, 5 de mayo de 2011

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