Dois Tristes

Yesterday we went out again
And you were sulking
With a closed face
There was a couple next to us
Enjoying themselves
When I asked for someone from God
I wanted that kind of person

We are two sad ones
Who will never be happy
I have the feeling that I chose wrong
Who's by my side
The more I go out and meet people
It becomes clearer

Every couple I see
Drinks together, has topics
Is happy, kisses with passion
And we just fight, fight, fight, fight, fight

I have the feeling that I chose wrong
Who's by my side
The more I go out and meet people
It becomes clearer

Every couple I see
Drinks together, has topics
Is happy, kisses with passion
And we just fight, fight, fight, fight, fight

I've had enough
Tired of seeing everyone happy
Except me