segunda-feira, 26 de maio de 2003

Sabe quando você sai do chão?
Simplesmente sai voando do seu corpo, como se nada mais importasse?

Heloísa, meu bem, pra você:
(leia ouvindo)

The Nearness Of You
(Norah Jones)

It's not the pale moon that excites me
That thrills and delights me, oh no
It's just the nearness of you

It isn't your sweet conversation
That brings this sensation, oh no
It's just the nearness of you

When you're in my arms and I feel you so close to me
All my wildest dreams came true

I need no soft lights to enchant me
If you will only grant me the right
To hold you ever so tight
And to feel in the night the nearness of you

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