Santos Shirt

Touchdown in the living room
When the night has come
Crying now some oceans in my mouth
In the diner room
I'm hollowing my guts
To some people that I trust

In the night in
Drinking
Talking

I'm floating
In alcohol
It's over

Saw you in my santos shirt
Thought: That's my home
Your voice echoes in my head so so loud
In the deepest place
I'm playing you my songs
Your cheeks are pink and warm

And my hands drive
Through the dark
Skyline

And my hands are tied
My heart's asking why
He always call for you
Beatriz