Don't Think of Me

Esta é uma das canções recorrentes na minha vida. Já a ouvi vezes e vezes sem conta, sempre em momentos de agonia. Até agora nunca me faltou. Sempre me deu o apoio e o power que precisei em más alturas. Assim, aqui vos deixo "Don´t think of me" da Dido.

"so you're with her

not with me

I hope she's sweet and so pretty

I hear she cooks delightfully

a little angel beside you

so you're with her

not with me

oh how lucky one man can be

I hear your house is smart and clean

oh how lovely with your homecoming queen

oh how lovely it must be

when you see her sweet smile baby

don't think of me

and when she lays in your warm arms

don't think of me

so you're with her

not with me

I know she spreads sweet honey

in fact your best friend I heard he spent last night with her

now how do you feel, how do you feel?

when you see her sweet smile baby

don't think of me

and when she lays in your warm arms

don't think of me

and it's too late

and it's too bad

don't think of me

and it's too late

and it's too bad

don't think of me

does it bother you now all the mess I made

does it bother you now, the clothes you told me not to wear

does it bother you now all the angry games we played

does it bother you now when im not there

when you see her sweet smile baby

don't think of me

and when she lays in your warm arms

don't think of me

and it's too late

and it's too bad

don't think of me

and it's too late

and it's too bad

don't think of me..."