love song

I know the kind of thing that makes you laugh

The way you tilt your head for a photograph

What other guy knows you like that?

'infinitos'

a propósito de 1 filme...

e do principe.

To the crowd
To the world
You were so dry
And with the token bird I made
Send it to fly right to your side
With the broken wing you sailed
Oh like winter in July
A barren river wide
I'll pray for the flood
To wash on you
It's here I'll be with you