The night was still young, their lives were still young, and who knows…
They just might fulfil one and others’ needs over this butter beat,
It’s a bitter sweet little lovers’ theme…
You
“I couldn´t see what I was doing, baby move, in the wrong direction,
not even a reflection from the Moon can got me,
or a voice inside me, cause there´s too much noise in society,
but
this is the first time I sunshine in a long time,
let´s celebrate it by writing a song like this… “
Promoe
