estamos a menos de um mês do fim do ano, e penso que já o posso afirmar:

para mim, o melhor disco de dois mil e dezasseis foi o de miss olsen.

uma grande (e feliz) surpresa, o último disco de miss olsen.

e esta canção é uma daquelas pérolas a levar para a ilha deserta.

i've seen you changing

i've seen you changing

was it me you were thinking of?

all the time when you thought of me

was it me you were thinking of?

all the time when you thought of me

or was it your mother?

or was it your shelter?

or was it another

with a heart shaped face

got a heart shaped face

was it a feeling you thought i could dig up or erase?

i've seen you changing

i've seen you aging

and i learned how to turn my head

and i learned how to walk away

and the truth never really lives

in the story of words we say

you never needed anyone to expose you to yourself

and you never needed anyone to raise you hell out of your mind

i never wanted to be someone who had to leave it all behind

even still there is no escape for what i face, i faced before

have whatever love you wanna have

but i can't be here anymore

there is nothing new under the sun

there is nothing new under the sun

heartache ends

and begins again

heartache ends

and begins