One man, one woman
Abba
No smiles, not a single word at the breakfast table,
though I would have liked to begin.
So much that I wanna say, but I feel unable.
You leave and slam the door
like you’ve done many times before.
And I cry and I feel so helpless.
…
Outside I can see the sun through the open window.
Inside everything feels so cold.
What’s wrong? What is happening?
Where did all our love go?
Sometimes when I just can’t cope,
I cling to a desperate hope.
And I cry and I feel like dying.
…
Daydreams of a better life, but I have to wake up.
The sound of the key in the door…
You smile and I realise that we need a shake-up.
Our love is a precious thing
worth the pain and the suffering.
And it’s never too late for changing.
One man, one woman.
Two friends and two true lovers.
Somehow we’ll help each other through the hard times.
One man, one woman.
One life to live together.
One chance to take that never comes back again.
You and me till the end.
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Postado por Delírio.
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amiga Carmencita, não bate mais a porta no Delírio, não…
Eu nunca fiz isso, querida.