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Some people live for the fortune
Some people live just for the fame
Some people live for the power yeah
Some people live just to play the game
Some people think that the physical things
Define what’s within
I’ve been there before
But that life’s a bore
So full of the superficial

Some people want it all
But I don’t want nothing at all
If it ain’t you baby
If I ain’t got you baby
Some people want diamond rings
Some just want everything
But everything means nothing
If I ain’t got you

Some people search for a fountain
That promises forever young
Some people need three dozen roses
And that’s the only way to prove you love them
Hand me the world on a silver platter
And what good would it be
With no-one to share with, no-one who truly cares for me

Some people want it all
But I don’t want nothing at all
If it ain’t you baby
If I ain’t got you baby
Some people want diamond rings
Some just want everything
But everything means nothing
If I ain’t got you

Some people want it all
But I don’t want nothing at all
If it ain’t you baby
If I ain’t got you baby
Some people want diamond rings
Some just want everything
But everything means nothing
If I ain’t got you

Some people want it all
But I don’t want nothing at all
If it ain’t you baby
If I ain’t got you baby
Some people want diamond rings
Some just want everything
But everything means nothing
If I ain’t got you

If I ain’t got you with me baby
Nothing in this whole wide world don’t mean a thing
If I ain’t got you with me baby

2 years ago

January 17, 2010
photo Pinhão, the dog.

Pinhão, the dog.

2 years ago

January 3, 2010
photo anditslove:

this.

anditslove:

this.

2 years ago

January 3, 2010
photo anditslove:

none whatsoever.

anditslove:

none whatsoever.

2 years ago

January 3, 2010
photo quote-book:

kari-shma:

(via: vi.sualize.us)

quote-book:

kari-shma:

(via: vi.sualize.us)

2 years ago

December 27, 2009
reblogged via quote-book
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It’s a little bit funny this feeling inside
I’m not one of those who can easily hide
I don’t have much money but boy if I did
I’d buy a big house where we both could live

If I was a sculptor, but then again, no
Or a man who makes potions in a travelling show
I know it’s not much but it’s the best I can do
My gift is my song and this one’s for you

And you can tell everybody this is your song
It may be quite simple but now that it’s done
I hope you don’t mind
I hope you don’t mind that I put down in words
How wonderful life is while you’re in the world

I sat on the roof and kicked off the moss
Well a few of the verses well they’ve got me quite cross
But the sun’s been quite kind while I wrote this song
It’s for people like you that keep it turned on

So excuse me forgetting but these things I do
You see I’ve forgotten if they’re green or they’re blue
Anyway the thing is what I really mean
Yours are the sweetest eyes I’ve ever seen

(Elton John - Your Song)

2 years ago

December 14, 2009
photo (via fuckyeahhappy)

2 years ago

November 25, 2009
reblogged via fuckyeahhappy
photo piada crepuscular, mesmo tendo achado o filme meio sem sal.

piada crepuscular, mesmo tendo achado o filme meio sem sal.

2 years ago

November 25, 2009
photo (via butterflyrache)

2 years ago

November 25, 2009
reblogged via butterflyrachel
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