Temporada das frutas

Loneliness, the sound went quiet
Starting over, dreaming slow
The hum of the fridge
Wakes me up, won’t let me dream

With a new fruit season
A new season's beginning
And the days I spend trying
Trying to do everything to forget

Oh, loneliness, the sound went quiet
Starting over, dreaming slow
The hum of the fridge
Wakes me up, won’t let me dream

With a new fruit season
A new season's beginning
And the days I spend trying
Trying to do everything to forget

Oh, loneliness