Desperado heart club

Such little things that makes a big difference

Special little birds flying to the mountains so far

The reason to stay

And the essence of being nonsense

I’d like to be a hero, a poet, or even a magician

I’d like to stay with you in this cold winter’s night

Feeling your breath, embracing you strong in my arms

Giving you the best of me, without expect the same

So close, so far

Try to stay

Be my sweetness

Please, I’m begging

With all my heart, with all my soul

I’ll give you my spirit

You just only need to hold my hand

And so…

I’ll be there, in the land of the begging hearts.

Pedro Henrique Leite, 17/05/2012 [01:58am]