Gift Open Window
Soft view White snow Still life
This beauty is so tragic too
Few tears Few miles
Between My vision and your calm routine
Naked trees around The swimming pool Old leaves left on the ground I finally open up this window
Naked trees around The traffic lights No kids no birds no sound
And I'm standing here Happy to be here now Here and now
Horas horas tantas horas Medos medos tantos medos E mais medos...
Não quero voltar cedo À certeza de ter menos. Ter certeza de que espero horas
