O Som Mais Belo.

You're a winter afternoon
A day that I wait for
To never end
You're Saturday every day
Your hug, my joy, so Sunday won't show up
You're pain but necessary
All the weight that I didn't know how to feel

Oh if the world knew
That what I sing is for you
It wouldn't doubt
It would turn us into a melody
You know the world loses a bit
Loses grace, color, and charm
When you don't come
When you don't come

You're the most beautiful sound
That doesn't belong to me
You're the most beautiful sound
That doesn't belong to me
But belongs to someone

Lucky for that someone