Coleccionista: Ilusiones

Aunque estoy muy consciente de que la realidad es otra, todo esto te diría sin pensarlo ni un segundo... 


Come pick me up


When they call your name 
Will you walk right up 
With a smile on your face 
Or will you cower in fear 
In your favorite sweater 
With an old love letter 

I wish you would 
I wish you would 
Come pick me up 
Take me out 
Fuck me up 
Steal my records 
Screw all my friends 
They're all full of shit 
With a smile on your face 
And then do it again 
I wish you would 

When you're walking downtown 
Do you wish I was there 
Do you wish it was me 
With the windows clear and the mannequins eyes 
Do they all look like mine 

You know you could 
I wish you would 
Come pick me up 
Take me out 
Fuck me up 
Steal my records 
Screw all my friends behind my back 
With a smile on your face 
And then do it again 
I wish you would 

I wish you'd make up my bed 
So I could make up my mind 
Try it for sleeping instead 
Maybe you'll rest sometime 
I wish I could                                                (Ryan Adams)