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malubotelho

Not a lonely bird

When the night falls, I wait for your arms to hold me
I wait for your mouth to kiss me, when the night falls.
When the night falls, I wait for your words to lift me,
I wait for your hands to caress me, when the night falls.
When the day comes and you leave me, I wait for your thoughts to be for me, because, when the night falls, I don\'t want to be, lonely,
like that bird on the tree.