Mama You've Been On My Mind
«Perhaps it's the color of the sun cut flat and coverin' the crossroads. I'm standin' at. Or maybe it's the weather or somethin' like that. But, mama, you been on my mind. I don't mean trouble please don't put me down or get upset. I am not pleading or saying I can't forget you. I do not pace the floor bowed down and bent but yet, mama you been on my mind.Even though my eyes are hazy and my thoughts they might be narrow where you been don't bother me or bring me down with sorrow. I don't even mind who'll you be waking with tomorrow. Mama, you're just on my mind.I'm not askin' you to say words like yes or no. Please, understand me. I have no place I'm callin' you to go. I'm just whispering to myself so I can't pretend that I don't know.Mama, you been on my mind.When you wake up in the mornin' baby look inside your mirror. You know I won't be next to you. You know I won't be near. I'd just be curious to know if you can see yourself as clear as someone who has had you on his mind.»
[Que 'deus nosso' Jeff Buckley me perdoe...]
...about those moments when there is nothing else to say except 'I’ve been thinking about you'. Moments of truth.
EP - Live at Newport Folk Festival, 1964.
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Parece-me que a minha princesinha anda com saudades do paizinho...
hoje tens direito a beijos*
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buona notte papà gambalunga...
**inhos.
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