«And we laughed for a moment, and I said, "I never knew".
"That you liked Pina Coladas, and getting caught in the rain. And the feel of the ocean, and the taste of champagne. If you like making love at midnight, in the dunes of the cape. You're the love that I've looked for, come with me, and escape."»
How I wish I could surrender my soul; Shed the clothes that become my skin; See the liar that burns within my needing. How I wish I'd chosen darkness from cold. How I wish I had screamed out loud, Instead I've found no meaning.
Cos I know what it means To walk along the lonely street of dreams And here I go again on my own Goin' down the only road I've ever known Like a drifter I was born to walk alone And I've made up my mind I ain't wasting no more time
Procuro-te e não te encontro. Resvala a chuva no alcatrão negro, sucedem-se as linhas brancas, as luzes intermitentes. Sobe o ponteiro da velocidade, somam os quilómetros. Os vermelhos electrizantes. As rotundas despidas. As rectas do nada. Procuro e não encontro.