Biografía:
Sacha Sacket (nacido el 20 de Septiembre de 1978, en Tehran, Iran) es un cantautor americano de musica pop, quien reside en Los Angeles, California.
Sacket ha producido tres albums, Alabaster Flesh (2001), Shadowed (2005), y Lovers and Leaders (2007). Sacket tambien es actor y en 2008 participó en el film: November Son, dirigido por Jason Paul Collum.
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¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
this is my first tab..hope you enjoy...
i use a capo on the third fret to fit my voice..
D A
Sometimes I lie awake
Em G
Dreaming of you, forming your taste.
D A
The moonlight swears you love me
Em G
But the sunrise takes it away.
D A
Could you whisper my name?
Em G
Under your breath could it sound the same?
D A
'Cause I've been stuck in replay,
Em G
This light by my bed's been burning for days
(chorus)
D A Em
Maybe yooooou can save me (from you)
-(rest of the song is played the same way)-
I know I play the fool,
The way that I look must embarass you.
I can't keep the stars from the sky,
The way that my truth's in love with the lie
Should I try and forget how the wisps
Of your hair get stuck in your mouth?
How could I when I've had your stare,
This trail of regret leading nowhere?
Maybe you can save me (from you)
Tell me you could love me too
i use a capo on the third fret to fit my voice..
D A
Sometimes I lie awake
Em G
Dreaming of you, forming your taste.
D A
The moonlight swears you love me
Em G
But the sunrise takes it away.
D A
Could you whisper my name?
Em G
Under your breath could it sound the same?
D A
'Cause I've been stuck in replay,
Em G
This light by my bed's been burning for days
(chorus)
D A Em
Maybe yooooou can save me (from you)
-(rest of the song is played the same way)-
I know I play the fool,
The way that I look must embarass you.
I can't keep the stars from the sky,
The way that my truth's in love with the lie
Should I try and forget how the wisps
Of your hair get stuck in your mouth?
How could I when I've had your stare,
This trail of regret leading nowhere?
Maybe you can save me (from you)
Tell me you could love me too
Sacrificio
Sacrilegio
Sad And French
Sad Brad Smith
Sad Cafe