He woke up from dreaming and put on his shoes
Started making his way past
Two in the morning
He hasn't been sober for daysLeaning now into the breeze
Even though she doesn't believe in loveRemembering Sunday, he falls to his knees
They had breakfast together
But two eggs don't last
Like the feeling of what he needs
(...)He's determined to call her bluff
Who could deny these butterflies?
They're filling his gut(...)
The neighbors said she moved away
Funny how it rained all day
I didn't think much of it then
But it's starting to all make sense
Oh, I can see now that all of these clouds
Are following me in my desperate endeavor
To find my whoever, wherever she may beDomingo, Sunday, domingo, sunday.....dor de cabeça...mensagem no celular...msn...feliz...feliz...super feliz....so ele consegue me deixar assim!
Fulano:
*eu tava pensando
*ela acho que eu fosse o marido dela
*então no passado ele parecia comigo por isso ela se apaixono por ele g-g
*agora a filha dela me ama *-*
