...Beato chi mi darà sofferenza... perchè mi priverà del dolore di essere il suo carnefice...
Nelly Furtado - All Good ThingsHonestly, what will become of meDon't like realityIt's way too clear to meBut really, life is dandyWe are what we don't seeMissed everything daydreamingFlames to dustLovers to friendsWhy do all good things come to an endFlames to dustLovers to friendsWhy do all good things come to an endCome to an end, come to anWhy do all good things come to endCome to an end, come to anWhy do all good things come to an endTraveling, I only stop at exits Wondering if I'll stay Young and restlessLiving this way I stress less I want to pull away when the dream diesThe pain sets in and I don't cryI only feel gravity and I wonder whyFlames to dustLovers to friendsWhy do all good things come to an endFlames to dustLovers to friendsWhy do all good things come to an endCome to an end, come to anWhy do all good things come to endCome to an end, come to anWhy do all good things come to an endWell the dogs were whistling a new tuneBarking at the new moonHoping it would come soon, so that they couldDogs were whistling a new tuneBarking at the new moonHoping it would come soon, so that they could dieDie die die...Flames to dustLovers to friendsWhy do all good things come to an endFlames to dustLovers to friendsWhy do all good things come to an endCome to an end, come to anWhy do all good things come to endCome to an end, come to anWhy do all good things come to an endWell the dogs were barking at a new moonWhistling a new tuneHoping it would come soonAnd the sun was wondering if it shouldStay away for a day 'til the feeling went awayAnd the sky was falling on the clouds were droppingAnd the rain forgot how to bring salvationThe dogs were barking at the new moonWhistling a new tuneHoping it would come soon so that they could die