Don't try to delete me from your life because for awhile in your heart I'm going to live.
Those little and insignificant details are going to persist, resist, 'cause they were to grand for us, to just forget.
And everytime, you give a step, in your busy and stupid life, those same details, are going to be there, U'll see. The sweet look, the smile, the soft tights, the sensual voice, the body, the soul, or anything like that, imediatly, is going to make you... think of me.
I'd assume that some other woman might be whispering in your ear, words of love like many times I tried, but I doubt it, I doubt that she'll have as much love as I have... and in all those moments, you are going to... think of me.
And when the night falls, and the moon and the stars embrace you, and silence surrounds
your room, before you go to sleep you're going to seek my image. In the frame beside your bed, it's not me that is smiling, even tho it's my laugh you hear; And all this is going to make you... Think of me.
If the fingers that touch your body caress you just like I did... Don't say anything.
If the lips that taste your skin aren't mine... Don't say anything.
Be careful, don't say my name while you slightly moan; thinking that is love that you feel in that instant, desperate, you try until the end, but even in that magic moment, you will... Think of me.
I know that all these details, will vanish in this long road ahead of us. Time tends to transform a unique love in almost nothing. But this is also another detail, because a love story like ours, it's not going to die just like that...
...therefore, now and then... You'll Think Of Me.
Tuesday, July 24, 2007
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