I don't want to talk about it

"I can tell by your eyes that you've probably been crying forever,
and the stars in the sky don't mean nothing to you, they're a mirror.
I don't want to talk about it, how you broke my heart.
If I stay here just a little bit longer,
If I stay here, won't you listen to my heart, ohh my heart?

If I stand all alone, will the shadow hide the color of myheart;
blue for the tears, black for the night's fears.
The star in the sky don't mean nothing to you, they're a mirror.
I don't want to talk about it, how you broke my heart.
If I stay here just a little bit longer,
if I stay here, won't you listen to my heart, ohh my heart?
my heart, ohh my heart, this old heart.

I don't want to talk about it, how you broke my heart.
If I stay here just a little bit longer,
if I stay here, won't you listen to my heart, ohh my heart?
My heart, ohh my heart."



Saudosismo...
Saudade de momentos de inocência cuja lembrança vai e volta à velocidade programada pelo rádio...

"Eu não querooo falar disso...
Da maneira que você despedaçou meu coração..."

A versão abrasileirada que me transporta para os serões de sábado à noite no meio dos grandes...
O meu coração...
Pequenino...