Lyrics

Purple Stones
by gonzalo moya

Purple Stones

Yeah, inside of us is growing up a felling.
But we donA't know how to feel.
Yeah, if you look at your back,
YouA'll see the dogs; and they are eating what you think (and what you feel).

TheyA're talking about me
TheyA're talking about you
TheyA're talking about everybody
But we donA't know who they are.

Yeah, you could open your bag, but I wonA't be with you.
Oh, it becomes confuse, but in case you donA't remember
I was your life, and the heaviest bag.

TheyA're talking about me
TheyA're talking about you
TheyA're talking about everybody
But we donA't know who they are.

EST.:
Rocks, where the rocks breaks out
Purple stones, come to your hands
TheyA'll knocked your door trying to find
That we have lost and that we still have.

But is nice to know, and nice to feel
That you are the one for me, you are the one for me.
But is nice to know, and nice to feel
That you are the one for me, you are the one for me.

We lose some friends and we lose everything
I can say that! I donA't know what to think.
And I donA't know what to feel.

We see the rain how is falling down the sky
I bet you donA't know baby how I love you
But is not enough, and I donA't care if you need more.

How I come to know!!
To take place in life
JA, see the rocks break on the street.



EST.:
Rocks, where the rocks breaks out
Purple stones, come to your hands
TheyA'll knocked your door trying to find
That we have lost and that we still have.

But is nice to know, and nice to feel
That you are the one for me, you are the one for me.
But is nice to know, and nice to feel
That you are the one for me, you are the one for me.