One Hundred Steps The Bitter Truth
Sit were we use to sit
Close your eyes...
Stop the smilling around you
Cause yesterday was a better day
Yesterday was a better day
All these roads will get us nowhere
And conversation's making no sense
Her eyes lifted to meet my gaze
The bitter truth was on her face
Sit were we use to sit
Close your eyes...
Stop the smilling around you
Cause yesterday was a better day
Yesterday was a better day
Refugiados neste olhar
Porque a palavra já morreu
These words will bring us down
Porque a palavra já morreu
