30 November 2005


Tô com uma música do Michael Jackson grudada no juízo. Desde ontem que cantarolo aqui no trabalho. Hoje, nem percebi que tava cantando de forma audível. Aí, meu chefe disse: "agora eu sei porque você optou pela carreira de escritora". Eu fiz cara de não entendi. Aí, ele completou: "você é muito melhor jornalista do que cantora". Resolvi aceitar como elogio.

Como compartilho quase (quase!) tudo com você, aí vai á música:

Man in the mirror

I'm gonna make a change, for once in my life
It's gonna feel real good, gonna make a difference
Gonna make it right...

As I, turn up the collar on my favorite winter coat
This wind is blowin' my mind
I see the kids in the street, with not enough to eat

Who am I, to be blind?
Pretending not to see their needs
A summer's disregard, a broken bottle topAnd a one man's soul
They follow each other on the wind ya' know'
Cause they got nowhere to go
That's why I want you to know
I'm starting with the man in the mirror
I'm asking him to change his ways
And no message could have been any clearer
If you wanna make the world a better place
Take a look at yourself, and then make a change
I've been a victim of a selfish kind of love
It's time that I realize
That there are some with no home, not a nickel to loan
Could it be really me, pretending that they're not alone?
A willow deeply scarred, somebody's broken heart
And a washed-out dream (Washed-Out dream)
They follow the pattern of the wind, ya' see
Cause they got no place to be
That's why I'm starting with me(Starting with me!)

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