Boa Sorte / Good Luck (part. Vanessa da Mata)

That's it
There is no way
It's over
Good luck
I have nothing left to say
It's only words
And what I feel
Won't change

Everything you want to give me
It's too much
It's too heavy
There's no peace
All you want from me
Isn't real
Expectations
Unfair

Even if you hold yourself
I want you to heal
From this person
Who advises you
There is a mismatch
See it from this perspective
There are so many special people

Now we're falling (falling), falling (falling) into the night (into the night)
Falling (falling), falling (falling) into the night (a good encounter is of two)
Now we're falling (falling), falling (falling) into the night (into the night)
Falling (falling), falling (falling) into the night