Canta para mim…
“Every time I’m telling secrets
I remember how it used to be
And I realized how much I miss you
And I realize how it feels to be free
Now I see I’m up to no good (no, no, no)
And I wanna start again
Can’t remember when I felt good (baby)
No I can’t remember when”
No, only in my dreams
As real as it may seem
It was only in my dreams"
… e bora lá, retomar a peça.
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