Remembering Sunday

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

Remembering Sunday, he falls to his knees

They had breakfast together

But two eggs don't last

Like the feeling of what he needs

(...)

Even though she doesn't believe in love

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 be

Domingo, 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 *-*