Putz....olha o esquema VH1 aí. Eu não aconselho. RereVamos encarnar a breguice que hoje o programa tá brabo:
Listen To Your Heart
I know there's something in the wake of your smile.
I get a notion from the look in your eyes, yea.
You've built a love but that love falls apart.
Your little piece of heaven turns too dark
Chorus:
Listen to your heart when he's calling for you.
Listen to your heart there's nothing else you can do.
I don't know where you're going
and I don't know why,
but listen to your heart before you tell him goodbye
Sometimes you wonder if this fight is worthwhile.
The precious moments are all lost in the tide, yea.
They're swept away and nothing is what is seems,
the feeling of belonging to your dreams
I know there's something in the wake of your smile.
I get a notion from the look in your eyes, yea.
You've built a love but that love falls apart.
Your little piece of heaven turns too dark
Chorus:
Listen to your heart when he's calling for you.
Listen to your heart there's nothing else you can do.
I don't know where you're going
and I don't know why,
but listen to your heart before you tell him goodbye
Sometimes you wonder if this fight is worthwhile.
The precious moments are all lost in the tide, yea.
They're swept away and nothing is what is seems,
the feeling of belonging to your dreams
And there are voices that want to be heard.
So much to mention but you can't find the words.
The scent of magic, the beauty that's been when love was wilder than the wind.
So much to mention but you can't find the words.
The scent of magic, the beauty that's been when love was wilder than the wind.
Quando se existe a possibilidade de ver tudo, ninguém enxerga nada.
As folhas balançam tanto com o vento.
Tem ventado muito também...
Esse "ócio". tsc tsc
Beijo e bom "quase" fim de semana, afinal é quinta!!!=]
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