Lately
Lately, I have had the strangest feeling
With no vivid reason here to find
Yet the thought of losing you´s been hanging
´round my mind
Far more frequently you´re wearing perfume
With you say no special place to go
But when I ask will you be coming back soon
You don´t know, never know
Well, I´m a man of many wishes
Hope my premonition misses
But what I really feel my eyes won´t let me hide
‘Cause they always start to cry
‘Cause this time could mean goodbye
Lately I´ve been staring in the mirror
Very slowly picking me apart
Trying to tell myself I have no reason
With your heart
Just the other night while you were sleeping
I vaguely heard you whisper someone´s name
But when I ask you of the thoughts your keeping
You just say nothing´s changed
Well, I´m a man of many wishes
I hope my premonition misses
But what I really feel my eyes won´t let me hide
‘Cause they always start to cry
‘Cause this time could mean goodbye, goodbye
Oh, I´m a man of many wishes
I hope my premonition misses
But what I really feel my eyes won´t let me hide
‘Cause they always start to cry
‘Cause this time could mean goodbye
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| Gita (Raul Seixas)
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| Águas de março (Tom Jobim)
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| Punk da Periferia (Gilberto Gil)
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| Esquinas (Djavan)
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| Lanterna dos afogados (Paralamas)
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| Amor perfeito (Michael Sullivan, Paulo Massadas, Lincoln Olivetti, Robson Jorge, Roberto Carlos)
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| Firmamento (Cidade Negra)
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| Brasileirinho (Waldir Azevedo)
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| Nothing is gonna change my love for you (Michael Masser, Gerry Goffin, George Benson, Glenn Medeiros)
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| Je t´aime moi non plus (Jane Birkin, Serge Gainsbourg)
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| Sonho de Ícaro (Biafra, Cláudio Rabello, Piska)
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| Every Breath You Take (Sting)
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| Sem limites pra sonhar (Fábio Júnior)
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| Casa (Lulu Santos)
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| João e Maria (Chico Buarque, Sivuca)
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| Faroeste Caboclo (Legião Urbana)
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| Fora da lei (Ed Motta)
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| retarded (Black Eyed Peas)
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| Love is my decision (Arthur´s theme) (Burt Bacharach)
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| Lua e flor (Oswaldo Montenegro)
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