fim de noite

Quiet boy, did I go to far?
Wonder what's on your mind.

You're sick and tired of talking, huh?
Are you feelin' low, what you're waitin' for?
I want your words to caress my ears.

I would go solo, but it don't seem you listening to me.

Feel the hours rushin' by.
You don't say a word like the stars in the sky.
Nothing's to be heard.

Wish you would open up, just from time to time, let me hear your voice.

Wish you would open up, just from time to time..

Let me hear your voice.



Micatone - Quiet Boy

pelo vidro de um táxi.. por vezes a cidade parece tão velha, tão gasta.. tão sem magia.. tão triste.