Miðvikudagur, 25. júlí 2007
Every breath you take
And every move you make
Every bond you break
Every step you take
I'll be watching you
Every single day
And every word you say
Every game you play
Every night you stay
I'll be watching you
Oh can't you see
You belong to me
How my poor heart aches
with every step you take
Every move you make
And every vow you break
Every smile you fake
Every claim you stake
I'll be watching you
Since you've gone I've been lost without a trace
I dream at night, I can only see your face
I look around but it's you I can't replace
I feel so cold and I long for your embrace
I keep crying baby, baby please......
Oh can't you see
You belong to me
How my poor heart aches
with every step you take
Every move you make
Every vow you break
Every smile you fake
Every claim you stake
I'll be watching you
Every move you make
Every vow you break
Every smile you fake
Every claim you stake
I'll be watching you.....
Every breath you take
Every move you make
Every vow you brake
Every smile you fake [I'll be watching you]
Every single day
Every word you say
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Einu sinni fannst mér þetta svo sætt lag. Að hann skuli hafa verið svona ofboðslega hrifinn af þeirri sem hann syngur um að hann ætlaði alltaf að vera tveimur skrefum fyrir aftan hana og fylgjast með henni.
Mér finnst lagið ennþá gott, en í dag finnst mér hann twisted and sick. Augljóst að þessi maður er haldin þráhyggjuröskun á mjög háu stigi og þarf á hjálp fagaðila að halda.
Það sem ég pældi aldrei í þegar ég var yngri, var.. að kannski vildi sú sem hann var svona hrifin af, ekkert með hann hafa lengur. Og kannski var bara verulega góð ástæða fyrir því.
Every move you make
Every bond you brake
Every step you take
Every smile you fake
Every claim you stake
Every single day
Every word you say
Every game you play
Every night you stay
I'll be watching you..