Music by Matos, Loureiro, Bittencourt - Lyrics by Bittencourt
Somehow I turn around and see My nerves break down inside Maybe you might know much more than me So tell me what is right to say
Down the weakness of my soul Lie the secrets, and I know There's something pushing back Wish my hands could turn to gold And my heart would break the cold To give my thoughts some sense
The turn is close, new century Still people think they're kings Now you've got your voice, Your own speech Don't wait 'till someone else agress
Swimming naked of beliefs And responsabilities Just feel the sea of bliss Mother nature brings to me In fantastic purity Everything I need
Like a teenager discovery What's more delightful than this? Try to remember how good it was Feeling the life as it is To believe!
New world was born out of man's dreams Now we walk on our own The angels cried, you've heard them weep But now it's time to make them sing!
Swimming naked of beliefs And responsabilities Just feel the sea of bliss Mother nature brings to me In fantastic purity Everything I need
Like a teenager discovery What's more delightful than this? Try to remember how good it was Feeling the life as it is To believe!
