bilhete secreto

I see you on stage dancing, dressed in lace
Everyone's feeding off your fantasies

You soaked in people
Looking for real
Singing for real
It's too much for me

I've written you secret notes and told you about dreams
The two of us lost in a river would be more than this dream

But I run like the devil from the cross
'Cause I know myself
'Cause I know the damage
Of being in the hands of a woman