04-03-2011, 09:58 PM
Paula DeAnda - When It Was Me
Ooh, no
Yeah, yeah
She's got green eyes and she's 5'5"
Long brown hair all down her back
Cadillac truck
So the hell what
What's so special about that
She used to model, she's done some acting
So she weighs a buck 'o 5
And I guess she's alright if perfection is what you like
Ooh, ooh, and I'm not jealous, no I'm not
Ooh, ooh, I just want everything she's got
Ooh, ooh, you look at her so amazed
I remember way back when you used to look at me that way
Tell me what makes her so much better than me (so much better than me)
What makes her just everything that I can never be
What makes her your every dream and fantasy
Because I can remember when it was me
And now you don't feel the same
I remember you would shiver everytime I said your name
You said nothing felt as good as when you gaze into my eyes
Now you don't care I'm alive
How did we let the fire die
Ooh, ooh, and I'm not jealous, no I'm not
Ooh, ooh, I just want everything she's got
Ooh, ooh, you look at her so amazed
I remember way back when you used to look at me that way
What makes her so much better than me (so much better than me)
What makes her just everything that I can never be
What makes her your every dream and fantasy
Because I can remember when it was me
That made you smile (me)
That made you laugh (me)
Me that made you happier than you have ever been, oh me
That was your world (me)
Your perfect girl
Nothing about me has changed
That's why I'm here wondering
What makes her so much better than me (what makes her so much better than me)
What makes her just everything that I can never be
What makes her your every dream and fantasy
Because I can remember when it was me
What makes her so much better than me (what makes her so much better than me)
What makes her just everything that I can never be
What makes her your every dream and fantasy
Because I can remember when it was me
When it was me
When it was me
When it was me
Ooh, no
Yeah, yeah
She's got green eyes and she's 5'5"
Long brown hair all down her back
Cadillac truck
So the hell what
What's so special about that
She used to model, she's done some acting
So she weighs a buck 'o 5
And I guess she's alright if perfection is what you like
Ooh, ooh, and I'm not jealous, no I'm not
Ooh, ooh, I just want everything she's got
Ooh, ooh, you look at her so amazed
I remember way back when you used to look at me that way
Tell me what makes her so much better than me (so much better than me)
What makes her just everything that I can never be
What makes her your every dream and fantasy
Because I can remember when it was me
And now you don't feel the same
I remember you would shiver everytime I said your name
You said nothing felt as good as when you gaze into my eyes
Now you don't care I'm alive
How did we let the fire die
Ooh, ooh, and I'm not jealous, no I'm not
Ooh, ooh, I just want everything she's got
Ooh, ooh, you look at her so amazed
I remember way back when you used to look at me that way
What makes her so much better than me (so much better than me)
What makes her just everything that I can never be
What makes her your every dream and fantasy
Because I can remember when it was me
That made you smile (me)
That made you laugh (me)
Me that made you happier than you have ever been, oh me
That was your world (me)
Your perfect girl
Nothing about me has changed
That's why I'm here wondering
What makes her so much better than me (what makes her so much better than me)
What makes her just everything that I can never be
What makes her your every dream and fantasy
Because I can remember when it was me
What makes her so much better than me (what makes her so much better than me)
What makes her just everything that I can never be
What makes her your every dream and fantasy
Because I can remember when it was me
When it was me
When it was me
When it was me
Cincizeci de minute ne despart privirile. Mă doare să te văd mereu atât de distant faţă de mine. Cu ea eşti simplu tu, cu mine de ce nu ai fi? Mă laşi să sper că într-o zi vei putea să-mi vorbeşti aşa cum şi eu încerc să îţi arăt că ţin la tine, dar eşti atât de orb încât nu vezi dincolo de această ceaţă densă pe care ai creat-o de unul singur. Flacăra ce trăieşte-n mine devine din ce-n ce mai puternică cu fiecare privire, cu fiecare literă pe care mi-o rosteşti, dar îmi este frică. Frică ca într-o bună zi această scânteie să se stingă în mometul în care te voi vedea de mână cu ea. Îţi cer un singur lucru, te implor nu mă lăsa în urmă. Nu mă lăsa să fiu doar o umbră a trecutului...