Annie and I broke up and I still can't get my mind around that. You know, I keep sifting the pieces of the relationship through my mind and-and examining my life and trying to figure out where did the screw-up come, you know, and a year ago we were in love. And it's funny… I'm not a morose type. I'm not a depressive character. Annie had moved back to New York. She was living in SoHo with some guy. We had lunch sometime and just kicked around old times.
Diane Keaton - It Seems Like Old Times
(c) Carmen Lombardo and John Jacob Loeb
Seems like old times, having you to walk with
Seems like old times, having you to talk with
And it's still a thrill just to have my arms around you
Still the thrill that it was the day I found you
Seems like old times, dinner dates and flowers
Just like old times, staying up for hours
Making dreams come true, doing things we used to do
Seems like old times being here with you
Seems like old times, dinner dates and flowers
Just like old times, staying up for hours
Making dreams come true, doing things we used to do
Seems like old times being here with you
Being here with you
8 comentários:
Como incondicional de Woody, fico satisfeito pela homenagem prestada.
O blog está deveras interessante.
Parabens
o tempo tem (quase sempre) uma ida e uma volta.
nem que seja para reaprendermos a viver o dia seguinte...
digo eu....enfim.
beijoooooooooooooooooooo.
M.
fica.
fica.
fica.
Há momentos unicos, com as pessoas unicas nos tempos unicos...
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bjo grande
Olá Carlos,
Já somos dois!..
Abç,
Luz
Oh Isabel, quem me dera...
Nem tudo está nas minhas mãos. Mas há uma parte de mim que fica. Para sempre.
Beijos,
Luz
Uma que fica e outra que volta sempre, espero!
;-)
beijos,
Filipa
PS: a vida ainda vai dar muito molho! hihihih ;-)
beijo M.
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