I'm in a "Nine" mood...call me later

In a very unusual way, one time

I needed you.

In a very unusual way, you were my friend.

Maybe it lasted a day,

Maybe it lasted an hour,

But somehow it will never end.

In a very unusual way, i think I’m in love with you.

In a very unusual way, i want to cry.

Something inside me goes weak, something inside mesurrenders,

And you’re the reason why,

You’re the reason why.

You don’t know what you do to me.

You don’t have a clue.

You can’t tell what it’s like to be me looking at you.

It scares me so that i can hardly speak.

In a very unusual way, i owe what i am to you.

Though at times it appears i won’t stay, I never go.

Special to me in my life,

Since the first day that i met you.

How could i ever forget you,

Once you had touched my soul?

In a very unusual way, you’ve made me whole.

Há dias em que simplesmente nos sentimos assim, nos apercebemos da pessoa ou pessoas que de uma maneira peculiar amamos. Eu amo pessoas de várias maneiras, amo pessoas que conheço bem, amo pessoas que conheço mal, amo pessoas que não conheço, amo pessoas na sombra...isto enche-me de melancolia e pergunto-me sempre, será que sou amada, nem que seja na sombra?

Am I loved in a very unusual way?

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