ME AJUDE A SALVAR OS DOMINGOS
Liniker
HELP ME SAVE SUNDAYS
With my eyes closed, I ask someone
Help me save Sundays
From this hangover, from the worn fabric
Of the affection that does not come
Words given, a God-will-give
The aim of aiming for peace
With my eyes open, I saw a train
That took me to dream far away
Where you live, miles from here
Then beyond London
Where it only snows and is not hot
For us, I suggest Acapulco
Soon, at sunrise
I look for you
Look into the eyes
Let's toast
The end of the day
Because without you
This Sunday will not pass
With my eyes closed, I ask someone
Help me save Sundays
From this hangover, from the worn fabric
Of the affection that does not come
Words given, a God-will-give
The aim of aiming for peace
With my eyes open, I saw a train
That took me to dream far away
Where you live, miles from here
Then beyond London
Where it only snows and is not hot
For us, I suggest Acapulco
Soon, at sunrise
I look for you
Look into the eyes
Let's toast
The end of the day
Because without you
This Sunday will not pass
(Hmm)
(One, two)
(One, two)
(One, two, three, bae)
