Quizá algún día encuentré palabras para describir esa canción, o quizá no, pero continuaré buscando entre repeticiones.
All I have to do is dream
Es una canción que me fascina, está vez interpretada por una gran banda: R.E.M.
La canción fue escrita por Felice y Boudleaux Bryant, en 1958, pero popularizada por los hermanos Everly. Según Wikipedia fue seleccionada por la revista The Rolling Stone como una de las 500 canciones más grandiosa de todos los tiempos.
Original por los Hermanos Everly
Letra de All I have to do is dream
Drea-ea-ea-ea-eam, dream, dream, dream
Drea-ea-ea-ea-eam, dream, dream, dream
When I want you in my arms
When I want you and all your charms
Whenever I want you, all I have to do is
Drea-ea-ea-ea-eam, dream, dream, dream
When I feel blue in the night
And I need you to hold me tight
Whenever I want you, all I have to do is
Drea-ea-ea-ea-eam
I can make you mine, taste your lips of wine
Anytime night or day
Only trouble is, gee whiz
I’m dreamin’ my life away
I need you so that I could die
I love you so and that is why
Whenever I want you, all I have to do is
Drea-ea-ea-ea-eam, dream, dream, dream
Drea-ea-ea-ea-eam
I can make you mine, taste your lips of wine
Anytime night or day
Only trouble is, gee whiz
I’m dreamin’ my life away
I need you so that I could die
I love you so and that is why
Whenever I want you, all I have to do is
Drea-ea-ea-ea-eam, dream, dream, dream
Drea-ea-ea-ea-eam, dream, dream, dream
Drea-ea-ea-ea-eam, dream, dream, dream
Greedy Fly by Bush.
Do you feel the way you hate
Do you hate the way you feel
Always closer to the flame
Ever closer to the blade
Rover, wanderer
Nomad, vagabond
Call me what you will
But I’ll take my time anywhere
Free to speak my mind anywhere
And I’ll redefine anywhere
Anywhere I roam
Where I lay my head is home
Por Counting Crows
Coloured rubbers and a bedroom set
I wouldn’t know it if it hit me
You take a little step and then it feels like love
I think I better get a little of it in me
Give me a kiss
I think it feels like love
Give me a kiss
I think it feels like sunshine
C’mon baby, light me up
I wanna look into your eyes until I go blind
You think that you can do without me
I can’t do anything at all
You think that you can do without me
But I don’t believe in Sundays
And I don’t believe in anything at all
Your mother made you in a parking lot
My mother made me out of flesh and wire
Try to remember what you might forget
I try to remember everything
Try to remember so you don’t disappear
Try to remember so you don’t fade away
Your mother made you out of smoke and rain
Your mother made you in a fire that’s faded
You think that you can do without me
And I can’t do anything at all
You think that you can do without me
But I don’t believe in Sundays
And I don’t believe in anything at all
I wanna touch you for the things I’m losing
I wanna touch you for my self-respect
Give me a reason or I might stop breathing
Give me a reason why I’m soaking wet
Gotta stop breathing cuz the sky is falling
I might go out and watch the moon explode
Give me directions to the highway crossing
I’ll go lie down in the middle of the road
You think that you can do without me
I can’t do anything at all
You think that you can do without me
But I don’t believe in Sundays
And I don’t believe in anything at all
I don’t believe in Sunday
And I don’t believe in anything
I don’t believe in anything at all