Está a apetecer-me...

It smells like Cotton...
It smells like Cotton Candy...
It smells like Cotton Candy Strawberry flavored...

I lick it gently...
I lick it gently with my long tongue...
I lick it gently with my long tongue until the last piece of sugar...

No more Cotton Candy.
No more Cotton Candy and I fly home.
No more Cotton Candy and I fly home and be sick alone.

Dark.
Dark Room where I lay down.
Dark Room where I lay down and close my eyes.

Dream of a Candy.
Dream of a Candy in my mouth.
Dream of a Candy in my mouth into my soul.

No more Candy
No more Candy and it's Over.
No more Candy and it's Over for me.

Good night sleep...
Good night sleep dreaming...
Good night sleep dreaming of you...

In:Olho bem aberto - 26-06-2004