everyday inspirations

Miles Away

Posted in Uncategorized by Marta Jackowska on December 3, 2008

I just woke up from a fuzzy dream
You never would believe those things that I had seen
I looked in the mirror and I saw your face
You looked right through me, you were miles away

All my dreams they fade away
I’ll never be the same
If you could see me the way you see yourself
I can’t pretend to be someone else

You always love me more, miles away
I hear it in your voice, we’re miles away
You’re not afraid to tell me, miles away
I guess we’re at our best when we’re miles away

So far away (X8)

When no one’s around then I have you here
I begin to see the picture, it becomes so clear
You always have the biggest heart,
When we’re six thousand miles apart

Too much of no sound
Uncomfortable silence can be so loud
Those three words are never enough
When it’s long distance love

You always love me more, miles away
I hear it in your voice, we’re miles away
You’re not afraid to tell me, miles away
I guess we’re at our best when we’re miles away

So far away (X8)

I’m alright, don’t be sorry, but it’s true
When I’m gone you’ll realize
That I’m the best thing that happened to you

You always love me more, miles away
I hear it in your voice, we’re miles away
You’re not afraid to tell me, miles away
I guess we’re at our best when we’re miles a-a-away…

You always love me more, miles away
I hear it in your voice, we’re miles away
You’re not afraid to tell me, miles away
I guess we’re at our best when we’re miles away

So far away (X20)

..wpadlo mi ostatnio w ucho.. i do tego dobry ma tekst..

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What Are You Doing The Rest Of Your Life?

Posted in Uncategorized by Marta Jackowska on December 1, 2008

Pytanie wcale nieretoryczne..

.. a zainspirowane wieczorem z Chrisem Botti, Stingiem i Paula Cole w tle, którzy sprawili, że rozmarzyłam sie, zapragnęłam i zatęskniłam.

Ile to jeszcze razy będziemy wspominać, pragnąć i tęsknić na nowo?

I czy zawsze będziemy wracać myślami do wspomnień, jak to ulubionego smaku? Z tą tylko różnicą, że smak możemy znów poczuć, namacalnie, fizycznie, zmysłowo, a czyjegoś ciepła już nie.

Tak czy inaczej czy chcemy żyć z ogarniającym nas poczuciem niedosytu..

What Are You Doing The Rest Of Your Life?

i tak nam przeuroczo śpiewa Sting w odpowiedzi..

North and South and East and West of your life

I have only one request of your life

That you spend it all with me

All the seasons and the times of your days

All the nickels and the dimes of your days

Let the reasons and the rhymes of your days

All begin and end with me

I want to see your face in every kind of light

In the fields of dawn and the forests of the night

And when you stand before the candles on a cake

Oh, let me be the one to hear the silent wish you make

Those tomorrows waiting deep in your eyes

In the world of love that you keep in your eyes

I’ll awaken what’s asleep in your eyes

It may take a kiss or two

Through all of my life

Summer, Winter, Spring, and Fall of my life

All I ever will recall of my life

Is all of my life with you

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