sexta-feira, 15 de janeiro de 2010

Tic Tac

Projectors in front of me, burn all those funny images in the dark.
They remind me of you, you know, our pics and fun.
Since last nite you don't show up and i'm already thinking you're leaving this story behind.
I know we had some bad times when i told you that you were just a tic tac, knocking around, without any direction, just messing with me.
But you know that things won't change till you let me know what you want, so don't try to show me what you're not.
I missed the good things for you, i'll always miss the good things for you.
Pretty young, you know ? but that's us, just a tic tac, knocking around, withou any direction, just feeling our time.