Wake Up Alone

Fui completamente arrebatada pela Amy Winehouse.
Desde a primeira vez.
Ela é uma diva. Uma diva de verdade. A única jovem diva.
Essas outras cantorazinhas aí, pff. Elas só sabem mesmo cantar.
Elas não têm o resto.
Uma diva não tem só voz. Uma diva tem que ter alma, força, sofrimento, dor, coração partido, amor, bagagem, podreira. Ela tem tudo isso.
Qualquer uma aprende a cantar fazendo aulinhas de cantinho.
A Amy é a única jovem diva.
E ela é mais nova do que eu!
Estou apaixonada.
Só escuto a Amy.
E canto pela casa com pena de mim.



It's okay in the day I'm staying busy
Tied up in love so I don’t have to wonder where is he
Got so sick of crying
So just lately
When I catch myself I do a 180
I stay up clean the house
At least I'm not drinking
Run around just so I don't have to think about thinking
That silent sense of content
That everyone gets
Just disappears soon as the sun sets

This face in my dreams sees in my guts
He floats me with dread
Soaked in soul
He swims in my eyes by the bed
Pour myself over him
Moon spilling in
And I wake up alone

If I was my heart
I'd rather be restless
The second I stop the sleep catches up and I'm breathless
This ache in my chest
As my day is done now
The dark covers me and I cannot run now
My blood running cold
I stand before him
It's all I can do to assure him
When he comes to me
I drip for him tonight
Drowning in me we bathe under blue light

His face in my dreams sees in my guts
He floats me with dread
Soaked in soul
He swims in my eyes by the bed
Pour myself over him
Moon spilling in
And I wake up alone
And I wake up alone
And I wake up alone
And I wake up alone