Longing blues
Getúlio Torres / Rodrigo Nézio
Missig you hurts really bad
It makes me wish I could fly to you
Your voces on phone is sweeter than usual
An you overcome my thoughts and expel what's true
My shell closes with no pearl inside
So it gets mute and dumb
The day of your return shines like a golden thing
As I watch the future coming along
The moment we meet again
Combines all senses together
Life gets back on its rails
And love, in spite of longing, gets even better