Será?

Mais uma viagem ao passado das memórias. Ainda hoje sem saber o que esperar, vai, senta-se e viaja sem destino objectivo, deixando-se levar pelas correntes do pensamento e pela brisa da lembrança.

Mas esta foi uma viagem curiosamente diferente.

Não o foi na ida nem na espera mas o regresso foi certamente diferente.

Há um sentimento novo. Dá para o sentir a fervilhar no interior. E... que sensação!

Será mesmo?

lost connections

dreamin'?

When you're dreaming with a broken heart 

The waking up is the hardest part

You roll out of bed and down on your knees 

And for a moment you can hardly breathe  

Wondering, "Was she really here? 

Is she standing in my room?" 

No, she's not.  

'Cause she's gone, gone, gone, gone, gone  

When you're dreaming with a broken heart 

The giving up is the hardest part 

She takes you in with her crying eyes 

Then all at once you have to say goodbye  

Wondering, "Could you stay my love? 

Will you wake up by my side?" 

But she can't 

'Cause she's gone, gone, gone, gone, gone  

Now do I have to fall asleep with roses in my hand? 

Do I have to fall asleep with roses in my hand? 

Do I have to fall asleep with roses in my hand? 

Do I have to fall asleep with roses, roses in my hand?  

And would you get them if I did? 

No you won't ... 

'Cause you're gone, gone, gone, gone, gone 

 When you're dreaming with a broken heart 

The waking up is the hardest part...