Ora tomem lá!!

4th chance

I thought we were good

But I just can´t sleep at all

Three times we tried

And three times we went wrong

The first time hurts

The second a shock

I cried the third

You better hold me tight through

This 4th chance on our love

Cus this season is colder, colder

The 4th wheel on this wagon

The 4th leaf on this lucky clover

A three-legged-chair

Won´t keep me from falling through

And this crooked, cruel world

Well it seems a lot better with you

The first time hurt

The second a shock

I cried the third

You better hold me tight through

This 4th chance on our love

Cus this season is colder, colder

The 4th wheel on this wagon

The 4th leaf on this lucky clover

You better hold on, now just hang on

You better hold on ´cus we ain´t through

Five oceans fill this heart

Six strings on this guitar

seven days to make it right

Those august summer nights

Nine numbers climb into this top

You better hold me tight

Through this chance on our love

We learn as we grow older, older

A thousand make-up kisses

The fourth leaf on this lucky clover

Este post tem 4 propósitos:

- chatear À BRUTA

- dedicar a cemremos

- mostrar que às vezes vale mesmo a pena arriscar mais uma vez... e outra... e outra... até ter a certeza que não dá porque não dá

- homenagear este homem com olhos de menino, cujas músicas arrepiam a espinha, hoje e sempre.

Serigaita B.