Deixa
De veras
He Leaves
Let the city heal and let it bear you
For your feat, that your morning will set you free
From such compulsion
That tomorrow I will live, in the form of a pleasure
Of someone wanting sex at night that exceeds
The day, the night that would bring you wildest fantasy
Let the moment speak and let it slip
Of new sensations, from flesh to flesh
Eye to eye, heart without a lock, free from shame
That tomorrow I will live, in the form of a pleasure
Of someone wanting sex at night that exceeds
The day, the night that would bring you wildest fantasy
That tomorrow I will live
