Today I was feeling wierd..something like a fever and some pain. I guess Im getting a flu. So I decided to come back home and rest. In the middle of the way I decided walking a bit. So, I started looking to the windows of all those little malls we have in Ipanema. So a fat man came and started talking to me and I was not like talking to anyone. So, he said some weird things for me. I didnt notice that he was mad and a lady was taking care of him. As I didnt care he said: "You are ugly!" And I replyed: "So..are you handsome???" And he said (a bit confuse and caring his "tummy"): "Im a bit..." It was funny..but I was not into laugh at all.
Well they say that we are atracted by people who are similar to us..am I getting mad too?? I took a look to see where was the man and he was continuing to talk with all people on the street and saying things like that. And I kept looking to the windows automatically. I was not atracted by anything.
Later I noticed a couple discussing. The man left the woman alone and started walking to the other side..but he stopped when he noticed that she was stuck on the same place...like about to cry. I could see love..a hurt love between them. I was about to say to her..never mind..nothing will change the human nature..so..what is all for? But I couldnt do it..who knows what was really happening?
Lost in my thoughts I realized that I dont care about most of things in this life anymore. And going back home was meaning just come to rest and be in silence for sometime. Am I a special cause that? How many people in this world have a place to - at least - sleep comfortable?
But the problem is not the bed..is me. I feel that I dont belong to anywhere.
When I arrived at home I opened my mails and I received a message of a beautiful soul who sent me this song. I couldnt post the video cause the code was desabled by request. But is a beautiful one that reminds me when I had some faith or dreams... and when come back home had a special meaning to me.
Now back home maybe is be back to the beggining..from the place we came since the first human..and who knows where is it........?
I'm staring out into the night,
Trying to hide the pain.
I'm going to the place where love
And feeling good don't ever cost a thing.
And the pain you feel's a different kind of pain.
Well I'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old,
So I'm going home.
Well I'm going home.
The miles are getting longer, it seems,
The closer I get to you.
I've not always been the best man or friend for you.
But your love, it makes true.
And I don't know why.
You always seem to give me another try.
So I'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old,
So I'm going home.
I'm going home.
Be careful what you wish for,
Cause you just might get it all.
You just might get it all,
And then some you don't want.
Be careful what you wish for,
'Cause you just might get it all.
You just might get it all, yeah.
Oh, well I'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old.
I said these places and these faces are getting old,
So I'm going home.
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but..
where "home" is?
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