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Your heart is broken, and you don’t seem to mind
I guess it happened a little too many times, too many times
You try and you got tired, those long a brighten stories
You weald a fire right under the snow
They don’t they don’t
How could they really know
They don’t

They don’t know how it really feels
They’re just on holidays
Like dummies filling landscapes
How could they see you cry?
Do you remember me?
I was the one that held you through
I held a spot light when you did that crazy dance
Dance with you
I felt like superstars do
Me and you
We’re just like superstars


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um pedaço da musica de David Fonseca, Superstars


estou nostalgica...

olho para trás do ombro,
os anos passaram,
de mansinho, quase sem dar conta por eles...
o que vai lá atrás, atrás ficou...
mas são boas recordações

o que me faz olhar em frente com um sorriso.


* neta