Amb o sense...

Passar de no tenir gaire res a fer a anar una mica "de cul" no és gaire bo... Però el que si es bo és fer coses amb la gent que t'estimes, probar noves experiències i riure, riure molt. I tornar a trobar amigues que estaven a l'altre punta del món i comprovar que segueixen sent les mateixes, o fins i tot, millors.

La cançó d'avui, aquesta, perquè m'agrada, perquè em fa pensar, perquè em porta records...

See the stone set in your eyes, see the thorn twist in your side. I wait for you. Sleight of hand and twist of fate, on a bed of nails she makes me wait, and I wait without you. With or without you, with or without you. Through the storm we reach the shore, you give it all but I want more, and I'm waiting for you. With or without you, with or without you. I can't live witho or without you. And you give yourself away, and you give yourself away, and you give, and you give, and you give yourself away. My hands are tied, my body bruised, she's got me with nothing to win and nothing left to lose. And you give yourself away, and you give yourself away, and you give, and you give, and you give yourself away. With or without you, with or without you, I can't live with or without you. With or without you, with or without you, I can't live with or without you, with or without you.