Days start to grow slow, and the drama gets worse.
In your eyes I see things.
Like you used to see.
Why is it worth for me, when last summer you used to be.
The laughter,the cries while seasons intend to slow down.
The pressure, the love there's nothing wrong with that.
Maybe it can be true.
There's people that come and go, in your life.
In our everyday life, we meet new places and people.
On different times, you won't last with them.
We lose it all and move along.
The laughter,the cries while seasons intend to slow down.
The pressure, the love theres nothing wrong with you.
Maybe it can be true.
Its dramatic, to be with you.
But I can handle it with you.
Don't look down, see the bright side.
Because in the bright side you'll have us.
Lets bring this down.