Black, white, lemon or lime

"Tira a mochila, anda, vamos dançar"


Aquele café e aquele piano
Aquela cabine
Aquela árvore
Aquela luz
Aquela musica
Aquela dança
Aquele friozinho (sim, no estômago, que percorre espinha, eriça a pele e enfraquece os joelhos)
Aquele abraçar...

"You're the prince to my ballerina
You feed other people's parking meters
You encourage the eating of ice cream
You would somersault in sand with me

You talk to loners, you ask how's your week
You give love to all and give love to me
You're obsessed with hiding the sticks and stones
When I fear the unknown
You feel like home, you feel like home

You put my feet back on the ground
Did you know you brought me around
You were sweet, and you were sound
You saved me

You're the warmth in my summer breeze
You're the ivory to my ebony keys
You would share your last jelly bean
You would somersault in sand with me

You put my feet back on the ground
Did you know you brought me around
You were sweet and you were sound
You saved me

You put my feet back on the ground
Did you know you brought me around
You were sweet and you were sound
See I had shrunk yet still you wore me around
And 'round and 'round"



Feeling silly today.
Amo-te um milhão de m&m's amarelos *