Cry tough

Or am I a fool going where the wind blows...?

Uma foto que diz tudo e ao mesmo tempo não diz nada! Legal né? Nem um pouco -.- Adoro ser preenchido de esperanças para depois ver tudo ruir como um castelo de cartas. Tá virando meu passatempo favorito! *-*

De qualquer forma, Erik Martin, o cara que escreveu a música tema do post de hoje, passou exatamente por isso. Então eu só digo mais uma coisa: Make room for me!

Someone said life is for the takin', here I am with my hand out,
Waitin' for a ride.
I've been livin' on my great expectations, what good is it when I'm stranded here,
And the world just passes by?
Where are the signs, to help me get out of this place?

If I should stumble on my moment in time,
How will I know?
If the story's written on my face,
Does it show?
Am I strong enough to walk on water,
Smart enough to come in out of the rain?
Or am I a fool?
Goin' where the wind blows.

Here I sit halfway to somewhere, thinking 'bout what's in front of me,
And what I left behind.
On my own supposed to be so easy, is this what I've been after,
Or have I lost my mind?
Maybe this is my chance, and it's coming to take me away, yeah,

If I should stumble on my moment in time,
How will I know?
If the story's written on my face,
Does it show?
Am I strong enough to walk on water,
Smart enough to come in out of the rain?
Or am I a fool?
Goin' where the wind blows.

Here I am, walking naked through the world,
Taking up space, society's child,
Make room for me, make room for me, make room for me.

Am I strong enough to walk on water,
Smart enough to come in out of the rain?
Or am I a fool?
Goin' where the win blows
0 Mr. Big - Goin' Where the Wind Blows