Pense grande, pense pequeno, pense rápido, faça-o apenas, é o melhor que um homem pode ter, faça-se ouvir, é que é tão natural como a sua sede e tão leve que nem parece uma água com gás, tem sabor autêntico, derrete-se na boca e não nas mãos, e não há melhor maneira de voar. Viva mais, a revolução começa em casa, mostre o melhor que há em si, em qualquer hora em qualquer lugar, sempre.
Oh, can't anybody see, I've got a war to fight, Never found my way, Regardless of what they say. How can it feel, this wrong, From this moment, How can it feel, this wrong.
Storm, In the morning light, I feel, No more can I say, Frozen to myself.
I got nobody on my side, And surely that ain't right, Surely that ain't right...
I turned on some music to start my day And lost myself in a familiar song I closed my eyes and I slipped away It's more than a feeling, when I hear that old song we used to play So many people have come and gone Their faces fade as the years go by Yet I still recall as I wander on It's more than a feeling, when I hear that old song we used to play, more than a feeling...
Now I'm tired and thinking cold So I hide in my music and forget this day We’ve lost the feeling, We won’t play this old song again...
