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Scarlet (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

[verse]
If I was your love
I would want only you
I’d lay at this alter
Give all I am, all that is true

[chorus]
And this old scarlet letter won’t
Keep me from holding you
And there is nothing you can do
Nothing you do
Nothing you do

[verse]
For love I have scaled the face
Of these kingdom walls
So let down your hair
Let our kiss make fools of them all

[chorus]

Nothing you do
Nothing you do

O-oo-woo….nothing
O-oo-woo…….
O-oo-woo….nothing
O-oo-woo….nothing…you do
O-oo-woo….nothing you do

[chorus]
And this old scarlet letter won’t
Keep me from holding you
And there is nothing you can do
And there is nothing you can do
No there is nothing you can do
You do

You do…

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Scarlet (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

I
Dream in red
Of the things
That this world could be
And is not
I
Walk in the glow
Of a thousand candles
Burning, burning slow
Sunrise
Sunset
Daylight
Daybreak
Watching
Waiting
Hoping
Asking
Begging
Pleading
Shouting

Scarlet rage
Scarlet rage
Scarlet rage
Scarlet rage
Scarlet

Blood
On the page
Of a thousand words
I’ve written
Can’t express
I
Walk in the light
Of a world i wish
I wish to set on fire

Sunrise
Sunset
Daylight
Daybreak
Watching
Waiting
Hoping
Asking
Begging
Pleading
Shouting

Scarlet rage
Scarlet rage
Scarlet rage
Scarlet rage

Sunrise
Sunset
Daylight
Daybreak
Watching
Waiting
Hoping
Asking
Begging
Pleading
Shouting

Scarlet

Scarlet rage
Scarlet rage
Scarlet rage
Scarlet rage
Scarlet rage
Rage

Scarlet (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Dress me in scarlet
Ribbons and bows so everyone knows
I’m hiding a face
That hasn’t the grace to go free.
Dress me in shadows
Sad april skies have opened my eyes
To the lie that i live
And given the river away
I’ll change these clothes if i want to, and i do

I think that i’ve found out
What no-one’s about to tell me
I think that i’ve found out
I don’t wear scarlet well.

Waiting before me
Poets and painters may say;
"when will you stumble our way
Kick off your red shoes and fly now"
I’ll die for their words if i want to, and i do.

Always before me
Poets and sages may say;
"we’ve been lamenting your fall
And carving it all into stone here
And skimming them into the river, just for you…"

I think that i’ve found out
What no-one’s about to tell me
I think that i’ve found out
The place where angels fell from…
I think that i’ve found out
I don’t wear scarlet well.