Prisioneiro
Chega a medianoite, pódoo sentir no aire. Escoito a túa voz, pasas os teus dedos polo meu cabelo. Estendo a man para tocar a túa, pero sei que non está aí. Collo o meu teléfono, estremézome e quédome mirando. A mañá chega cedo todos os días. Apenas consigo durmir, estiven aquí deitado, pero esperto. Pecho os ollos, e véxoche a ti con outro tipo, rindote coma se nunca soubeses que existía. Quizais sexa un parvo, pero non importa. O peito oprímeme, o corazón aínda me doe. Estes son os días, en que necesitas o dobre do que é necesario. Boteiche tanto de menos que me estremezo. Boteiche tanto de menos que me estremezo. Estiven esperando aquí como un can na porta. Adoitabas tirarme os refugallos, e xa non volverás facelo. Boto de menos as túas caricias, estraño os teus abrazos. Pero se continúo esperando aquí máis tempo, vou desaparecer. Se espero aquí máis tempo, esvaereime.
Prisioner
Midnight coming, I can feel it in the air. I hear your voice, run your fingers through my hair. I reach out for your hand but I know it isn't there. I pick up my phone and I shiver and I stare. Morning coming early every day. I can barely sleep, I been lying here awake. I close my eyes, I see you with some guy, laughing like you never even knew I was alive. Maybe I'm a fool, doesn't matter anyway. My chest is all tight, my hearts still aches. These are the days, you need double what it takes. I've missed you so much I shiver and I shake. I've missed you so much I shiver and I shake. I've been waiting here like a dog at the door. You used to throw me scraps, you don’t do it anymore. I miss your loving touch, I miss your embrace. But if I wait here any longer I'm gonna fade away. If I wait here any longer I'll just fade away.
Shiver And Shake
Ryan Adams
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