Definitivamente... It's Probably Me!

Por que raio será que há sempre alguém que, melhor do que eu, já descreveu o que estou a sentir em determinado momento? Vem-me sempre à memória um poema, uma canção... qualquer coisa que me deixa sempre sem palavras para gritar o que vai cá dentro. De certa forma, poupo-me ao trabalho...
Hoje, sinto-me como o Sting e o Eric Clapton quando escreveram esta canção...

If the night turned cold
And the stars looked down
And you hug yourself
On the cold cold ground
You wake the morning
In a stranger's coat
No one would you see


You ask yourself
Who'd watch for me
My only friend
Who could it be
Is hard to say it
I hate to say it
But it's probably me


When your belly's empty
And the hunger's so real
And you're too proud to beg
And too dumb to steal
You search the city
For your only friend
No one would you see


Ask yourself
Who'd watch for me
A solitary voice to speak out and set me free
I hate to say it
I hate to say it
But it's probably me


You're not the easiest person
I ever got to know
And it's hard for us both
To let our feelings show
Some would say
I should let you go your way you'll only make me cry
But if there's one guy
Just one guy
Who'd lay down his life for you and die
I hate to say it
I hate to say it
But it's probably me


When the world's gone crazy
And it makes no sense
There's only one voice that comes to your defence
The jury's out
And your eyes search the room
And one friendly face is all you need to see
If there's one guy
Just one guy
Who'd lay down his life for you and die
I hate to say it
I hate to say it
But it's probably me
I hate to say it
I hate to say it
But it's probably me