Dizem que só nos apaixonamos por quem nos vê como nos vemos.
Could it be love?




Love,what is it?
Rita Red Shoes

Don't you know what it is?
(Love, love)
Don't you know how it feels?
(Love, love)
Don't you know how it looks?
(Love, love)
But I know that it kills
(Love, love)
Don't you know how I miss you
(Love, love)
Remember the way I kiss you
(Love, love)
Don't you know what it takes?
(Love, love)
But I know that

I forgive if you're stiil aware
But listen to me honey,
This is not fair
And I remember when you run away
But if you miss me honey,
I'll be okay

(Love, love)
Don't you know what it is?
(Love, love)
Don't you know how it choose?
(Love, love)
Don't you know how it breaks?
(Love, love)
Well I know how it blooms
(Love, love)
Don't you know how I miss you
(Love, love)
I wanna hold you and kiss you
(Love, love)
You do know what it takes
(Love, love)
But I know that

I forgive if you're stiil aware
But listen to me honey,
This is not fair
When you come again
Cause whit this feeling honey,
I do not stand
And I remember when you run away
But if you miss me honey,
I'll be okay

(Love, love)
Don't you know what it is?