We think about it, sing about it, dream about it and lose a sleep worrying about it. When we don’t know we have it, we search for it. When we discover it, we don’t know what to do with it. When we have it, we fear losing it. It is the constant source of pleasure and pain. But we don’t know which it will be from one moment to the next. It is a short word, easy to spell, difficult to define and IMPOSSIBLE to live without.
(via missmode)
100% True!
(via missmode)
Quite true! :-)
- Pythagoras -
I’d like to be there tonight…

Start spreading the news, I’m leaving today
I want to be a part of it - New York, New York
These vagabond shoes, are longing to stray
Right through the very heart of it - New York, New York
I want to wake up in a city, that doesn’t sleep
And find I’m king of the hill - top of the heap
These little town blues, are melting away
I’ll make a brand new start of it - in old New York
If I can’t make it there, I’ll make it anywhere
It’s up to you - New York, New York
New York, New York
I want to wake up in that city that never sleeps
And find I’m A number one, top of the list, king of the hill, A number one
These little town blues, are melting away
I’m gonna make a brand new start of it - in old New York
And if I can’t make it there, I’m gonna make it anywhere
It’s up to you - New York, New York
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¡Me encanta esta foto!
I don’t know what happens to me lately but my clock always ends up looking like this one for me… I’m late again :)
Walking After Midnight - (Madeleine Peyroux)
I go out walkin’
After midnight
Out in the moonlight
Just like we used to do
I’m always walkin’
After midnight
Searching for you
I walk for miles
Along the highway
Well that’s just my way
Of saying I love you
I’m always walkin’
After midnight
Searching for you
I stop to see a weeping willow
Cryin’ on his pillow
Maybe he’s cryin’ for me
And as the skies turn gloomy
Night wind whispers to me
I’m lonesome as I can be
I go out walkin’
After midnight
Out in the starlight
Just hopin’ you may be
Somewhere a-walkin’
After midnight
Searching for me
I stop to see a weeping willow
Cryin’ on his pillow
Maybe he’s cryin’ for me
And as the skies turn gloomy
Night wind whispers to me
I’m lonesome as I can be
I go out walkin’
After midnight
Out in the starlight
Just hopin’ you may be
Somewhere a-walkin’
After midnight
Searching for me
I stop to see a weeping willow
Cryin’ on his pillow
Maybe he’s cryin’ for me
And as the skies turn gloomy
Night wind whispers to me
I’m lonesome as I can be
I go out walkin’
After midnight
Out in the starlight
Just hopin’ you may be
Somewhere a-walkin’
After midnight
Searching for me
Somewhere a-walkin’
After midnight
Searching for me
Somewhere a-walkin’
After midnight
Searching for me
(Getting Some) Fun Out Of Life - (Madeleine Peyroux)
When we want to love, we love
When we want to kiss, we kiss
With a little petting, we’re getting
Some fun out of life
When we want to work, we work
When we wanna play, we play
In a happy setting, we’re getting
Some fun out of life
Maybe we do the right things
Maybe we do the wrong
Spending each day
Wending our way along
But when we want to sing, we sing
When we want to dance, we dance
You can do your betting, we’re getting
Some fun out of life
Maybe we do the right things
Maybe we do the wrong
Spending each day
Wending our way along
But when we want to sing, we sing
When we wanna dance, we dance
You can do your betting, we’re getting
Some fun out of life