Style - Taylor Swift

Tengo esta canción en la cabeza y no se me va. Parezco una loca que no para de cantar "you got that James Dean daydream look in your eye...". A ver si dejándola aquí, como hago con los pensamientos, me libero un poco xD.

Midnight, You come and pick me up, no headlights Long drive, Could end in burning flames or paradise Fade into view, oh, it's been a while since I have even heard from you (heard from you) I should just tell you to leave 'cause I Know exactly where it leads but I Watch us go 'round and 'round each time You got that James Dean daydream look in your eye And I got that red lip classic thing that you like And when we go crashing down, we come back every time 'Cause we never go out of style We never go out of style You got that long hair, slicked back, white t-shirt And I got that good girl faith and a tight little skirt And when we go crashing down, we come back every time 'Cause we never go out of style We never go out of style. So it goes He can't keep his wild eyes on the road Takes me home Lights are off, he's taking off his coat I say, "I heard, oh, that you've been out and about with some other girl, some other girl." He says, "What you've heard is true but I Can't stop thinking about you," and I... I said, "I've been there too a few times." 'Cause you got that James Dean daydream look in your eye And I got that red lip classic thing that you like And when we go crashing down, we come back every time 'Cause we never go out of style We never go out of style You got that long hair, slicked back, white t-shirt And I got that good girl faith and a tight little skirt And when we go crashing down, we come back every time 'Cause we never go out of style We never go out of style Take me home Just take me home, yeah. Just take me home (out of style) You got that James Dean daydream look in your eye And I got that red lip classic thing that you like And when we go crashing down, we come back every time 'Cause we never go out of style We never go out of style

I'd lie - Taylor Swift

Ella siempre con la palabra precisa. 

I don't think that passenger seat

Has ever looked this good to me

He tells me about his night

And I count the colors in his eyes

He'll never fall in love he swears

As he runs his fingers through his hair

I'm laughing 'cause I hope he's wrong

And I don't think it ever crossed his mind

He tells a joke I fake a smile

That I know all his favorite songs and

I could tell you his favorite color's green

He loves to argue, born on the seventeenth

His sister's beautiful, he has his father's eyes

And if you ask me if I love him, I'd lie

He looks around the room

Innocently he overlooks the truth

Shouldn't a light go on?

Doesn't he know I've had him memorized for so long?

He sees everything black and white

Never let nobody see him cry

I don't let nobody see me wishing he was mine

I could tell you his favorite color's green

He loves to argue, born on the seventeenth

His sister's beautiful, he has his father's eyes

And if you ask me if I love him, I'd lie

He stands there then walks away

My God, if I could only say

I'm holding every breath for you

He'd never tell you but he can play guitar

I think he can see through everything but my heart

First thought when I wake up is, "My god, he's beautiful"

So I put on my make up and pray for a miracle

Yes, I could tell you his favorite color's green

He loves to argue oh and it kills me

His sister's beautiful, he has his father's eyes

And if you asked me if I love him

If you ask me if I love him, I'd lie

Casi lo hago...

I bet this time of night you’re still up
I bet you’re tired from a long, hard week
I bet you’re sitting in your chair by the window, 
looking out at the city
And I bet sometimes you wonder about me

And I just want to tell you
It takes everything in me not to call you
And I wish I could run to you
And I hope you know that
Everytime I don’t,
I almost do, I almost do

I bet you think I either moved on or hate you
Cause each time you reach out there’s no reply
I bet it never, ever occurred to you 
that I can’t say hello to you
And risk another goodbye

And I just want to tell you
It takes everything in me not to call you
And I wish I could run to you 
And I hope you know that 
Everytime I don’t, 
I almost do, I almost do 

We made quite a mess, babe 
It’s probably better off this way 
And I confess, babe 
That in my dreams you’re touching my face 
And asking me if I want to try again with you 
And I almost do 

And I just want to tell you
It takes everything in me not to call you
And I wish I could run to you 
And I hope you know that 
Everytime I don’t, 
I almost do, I almost do 

I bet this time of night you’re still up 
I bet you’re tired from a long, hard week 
I bet you’re sitting in your chair by the window, 
looking out at the city 
And I hope sometimes you wonder about me.

--> Esta canción me tiene obsesionada, será que me siento tremendamente identificada con su letra, con su mensaje, con mis ganas de ir corriendo a preguntarle como está, a decirle que lo echo de menos a pesar del daño que me ha hecho. No sale de mi cabeza, no puedo dejar de cantarla. Y la voz de Taylor me encanta.

I almost do - Taylor Swift

Y solo quiero decirte... que pongo todo de mi para no llamarte, que desearía poder correr hacia ti, y espero que sepas que todas las veces que no lo hago es porque casi lo hago.

Es mejor así.