I could never understand



Joseph Arthur


Too young to fall
For a light I think I see
Can't say for sure
The plants have died,
My hair has grown
From the thought of you
Coming home

Cuz it ain't easier
Waking up at dawn
To find I lost my crown
If I found you there
With flowers in your hair

I'd hold you in my arms
Till we came back down
A smile that explodes
I could never understand

My room, too small
To get by without the help out alcohol
Pin my arm to the wall
Now I'm too gone to fight
Not afraid to fall

Cuz it ain't easier
Waking up at dawn
To find I lost my crown
If I found you there
With flowers in your hair

I' d hold you in my arms
Until we came back down
A smile that explodes
I could never understand

I write one more
Letter I won't send
Except for across the floor



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In Ohio, you were born
You will die alone

I'm gonna wait up
I'm gonna wait up
I'm gonna wait up
For you

Joseph Arthur



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(Porque quero dormir o sono das maçãs
para aprender um pranto que me limpe de terra;
porque quero viver com aquele menino escuro
que queria cortar o coração em alto-mar.)

Federico García Lorca