O Filho Pródigo

I'm coming, the Prodigal Son

Knock, knock, who's there? Who is it?
It's me, the prodigal son, I walked home
I jumped off that bus to be carried away by the tide
And I'm only alive now because they waited for me on the beach with faith

That I was going to be good
I ran for victory and everyone liked it
I stopped making up stories and told what happened
And I hope I have inspired those who followed me

I made some 70s tracks, I pulled samples out of the drawer
Now I'm Roberto Carlos, almost becoming a legend
And they kiss my ass, they say I'm the king of the tent
But I must be selling it, because I only see my problems

And they don't understand me even with the subtitles
And they crowned whoever they thought deserved it most
Hm, hmm
And that guy was me

And I'm flying straight to the Moon
I can feel my body aching from the wrong things I do
But I just wanna move
I just wanna move
To the sky

I don't think I deserve it, but I just want peace
Little house by the lake where the Sun always shines
Last year I bought a new house for my father
But this year I'm thinking about what to go after

I just want everything to be really nice
I just want to help who the real ones are
And they know who they are
I wanna thank you for always sweeping me off my feet, yeah

In seven days we broke records we set five years ago
Top ten releases of the end of the year
Has anyone else done this much? I can't remember
One hundred tracks, all in one year

Trying hard to fly, I'm tired of just gliding
Now I'm flapping my wings and I'm almost there
The brightness of this Sun blinds everyone I love with its light
I want to be the one who leads them

And I'm flying straight to the Moon
I can feel my body aching from the wrong things I do
But I just wanna move
I just wanna move
To the sky

And I'm flying straight to the Moon
I can feel my body aching from the wrong things I do
But I just wanna move
I just wanna move, uh-uh (please I just wanna move, let me move, let me move)
To the sky