11/11/2013
Guard the truth and be strong in strength that He is with us till the end of age.
A teacher (from Paul to Timothy), a soldier, an athlete, and a farmer. 2 Timothy 2:13.
Warm brisk air filled the night, pondering to myself on the stone steps of the Spanish Piazza; you had dreams to accomplish, goals to finish, and places to be. My persuasive homily to you before you left had no moot point. You've made your decision to pursue mindless matters to fill your resume and studies. Love can wait, friendship was a forethought.
Love, it wasn't on your mind. For the fruit of knowledge was more appetizing to your taste.
Here I am standing between you and the world. And you chose the world over a mere man. What can I do to make you mine? What can I do to change your heart?
You're now somewhere in the Big Apple, where dreams are made of. A pocket full of dreams. I too have a dream, but my dream left with you. It was better to let you follow your dreams of greatness, that I wanted you to fulfill your dreams even if it meant that I was not a part of it.
Don't forget to hold onto that spoon of oil, while making your dreams come true.
Ciao BellaOne day I'll catch you in a taxi, or by flickering red lights in times square, we'd stop and peer from underneath our umbrellas. Brushing the rain from my brow I'll wave and you would smile. We'd finally take our time and make our way to SOHO, then afterwards a few blocks down to enjoy an Italian Café for a piece of tiramisu.
You were stronger than me, and when you left... I knew you were. Your eyes never turned back to meet mine.
It was over, the dream is but a dream.
Ciao Bella.
I'll tell myself don't fall-in-love again, taxi girl. You don't need me.
It was a rainy night
A rainy night in new york city
Oh, she'll never fall in love, had enough of all
She was only 18, starring at the wall
She's my taxi girl - she was my baby
Through the stormy weather, through the stormy rain
She drove her little cab all over again
She's my taxi girl - she is my baby
Her only friend was luca, she's working for the rent
But that guy was a hooker at the end
Oh baby, hey, be my taxi girl
Oh when you're alone - i'll be a part of you
Hey, be me taxi girl - i'll be your home
I'll make your dreams come true
Oh, she'll never love again, baby that is true
That's the answer just for me and you
She's my taxi girl - she was my baby
From the heart of harlem to 5'th avenue
She drove her yellow cab like they all do
She's my taxi girl - she is my baby
Her only friend was luca, she's working for the rent
But that guy was a hooker at the end
J'Adore ;o)
'nites