Park Bench

Tradução

Lunatics In Poetry

Compositor: Vinicius Costa

Can't you see?
His eyes lust for intimacy
His smile gets you easily
And you forget the thorns of your past

It's easy to hide
That book says you're so right
I can't say I've been there
So don't take my hand

Go
I'll follow you on your way home
No you won't forget it no

Take a seat
I couldn't care less about what you seek
It unfolds when your eyes spit out the truth

Your word are kind
I already said I'm fine
I need to find a way for you to be mine

So go
I'll follow you on your way home
And I'll go daydreaming
No you won't forget it no

Go
I'll follow you on your way home
'Cause I can't forget you now