Da boca para fora

Como é possível significar "muito" para você um dia, e hoje não merecer nem uma resposta?!

Só queria dizer que nada poderia ser mais distante da verdade do que dizer que vc não significa nada pra mim como está no seu blog, se é que é de mim que vc fala.
Vc significa muito muito mesmo pra mim. Não achei que fosse necessário dizer isso, porque achei que era fácil de ver nos meus olhos, mas fica dito aqui, assim não tem confusão.


Just before our love got lost you said
"I am as constant as the northern star"
And I said, "Constantly in the darkness
Where's that at
If you want me I'll be in the bar"
On the back of a cartoon coaster
In the blue T.V. screen light
I drew a map of Canada
Oh Canada
With your face sketched on it twice

You’re in my blood like holy wine
You taste so bitter and so sweet
Well, I could drink a case of you, darling
And I would still be on my feet
I would still be on my feet

Oh I am a lonely painter
I live in a box of paints
I'm frightened by the devil
And I'm drawn to those ones that ain't afraid
I remember that time you told me
"Love is touching souls"
Surely you touched mine
'Cause part of you pours out of me
In these lines from time to time

My blood
My holy wine
Tastes so bitter and so sweet
Well I could drink a case of you, darling
And I would still be on my feet
I would still be on my feet

I met a woman
She had a mouth like yours
She knew your devils and your deeds
And she said, "Go to him, stay with him
But be prepared to bleed"

My blood
My holy wine
Tastes so bitter and so sweet
Well I could drink a case of you, darling
And I would still be on my feetI would still be on my feet

(A case of you, Diana Krall)