Michelle Branch - Sooner Or Later

2009-10-16




Lipstick, pretty face
And maybe you'll notice something
Different about me, different about me
Yeah you talk talk all you want
You pour your heart out
But you never do see, you never do see me

You, I can't wait forever for you

Chorus:
Sooner or later
You're gonna come around
You'll be sorry
When you figure out
That I was always
Everything that you needed
Sooner or later
You're gonna wish you had me
Yeah you're gonna wish you had me

Well she don't do
Nothing for you
But mess you up
Yeah she messes you up
I'm your shoulder
I'm the quick drive over
Tryin to fix your stuff
Well I give up

You, you never see me standing right in front of you

Chorus:
Sooner or later
You're gonna come around
You'll be sorry
When you figure out
That I was always
Everything that you needed
Sooner or later
You're gonna wish you had me
Oh you're gonna wish me back so bad, so bad
Oh well it's a little too late for that

Lipstick, pretty face
And maybe you'll notice something
Different about me, different about me

Chorus:
Sooner or later
You're gonna come around
You'll be sorry
When you figure out
That I was always
Everything that you needed
Sooner or later, oh

Chorus
Sooner or later
You're gonna come around
You'll be sorry
When you figure out
That I was always
Everything that you needed
Sooner or later
You're gonna wish you had me
Oh you're gonna wish you had me (x4)

Miguel Nandez - Se nos rompió el amor

2009-10-13



SE NOS ROMPIÓ EL AMOR ( Letra )

Se nos rompió el amor
de tanto usarlo.

De tanto loco abrazo
sin medida.

De darnos por completo a cada paso,
se nos quedó en las manos un buen día.

Se nos rompió el amor
de tan grandioso.

Jamás pudo existir
tanta belleza.

Las cosas tan hermosas duran poco
jamás duró una flor dos primaveras.

Me alimenté de tí
por mucho tiempo,
nos devoramos vivos
como fieras.

Jamás pensamos nunca
en el invierno,
pero el invierno llega,
aunque no quieras.

Y una mañana gris
al abrazarnos,
sentimos un crujido
frío y seco,
cerramos nuestros ojos
y pensamos:
Se nos rompió el amor
de tanto usarlo.