Marcos Naide In The Streets
Headphones on
Yells of
The nature is dancing
In every note
Seeing people faces
How they look is what I look like? I hope not
Almost all of them looking worried
When the worst is yet to come
Could I take a picture of you?
To show you when you get older
Lonely looking for this place
Dancing in the streets
While the rest is on fire
Dancing on my way
Music is my only companion, my companion
Could I take a picture of you?
To show you when you get older
Lonely looking for this place
Dancing in the streets
While the rest is on fire
Dancing on my way
Music is my only companion, my companion