Pretextos para fugir do real...

"If I asked you now, Will you be my prince, Will you lay down your armour And be with me forever... When you open me All the power in me moves, How you want to see All the depths of me real, When you open me, All the power in me moves, I feel real... I love you, I love you... When I look into your eyes, There's a danger inside, When I see the edge I can never hide, See me running, running, running, running, running Running, running, running, running, running Running, running, running, running, running To you, from you, to you... There's a strange love inside, It's getting louder, and louder, and louder, and louder, and louder There's a danger I can't hide, Who I am, it's who I am, it's who I am, it's who I am... I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love... (Gonna build you up, gonna help you believe sunny!)  There's a strange love inside, It's getting louder, and louder, and louder, and louder, and...

Daquelas coisas que acho que nunca se devem perder, os pequenos mimos ao longo dos tempos, ao longo do dia, sem datas nem pretextos, apenas porque apetece.