Modo Avião

Phone on airplane mode
No one disturbs me
Me and her, candlelight
Sound of rain

I put on some good music
And the light almost off
She asks
L7, do you love me? Speak

Even knowing the answer, she wants to hear
I know well what she likes
And what she likes to hear

Your pillow is my arm
Embrace under the blanket
Say that I'm the train, the steel
But under the covers I'm the subway

Traveling through the curves
Feeling of freedom
Today my vision is blurry
It's lack of clarity

Call me to dance
Call me to live
Or to see the sea
Sunrise, warm up
Us getting wet and then back to

Phone on airplane mode
No one disturbs me
Me and her, candlelight
Sound of rain

I put on some good music
And the light almost off
She asks
L7, do you love me? Speak

Are you kidding? I'm toasting
Our victory, our plans
From now on, 2000 and always
Suddenly, it doesn't depend on us

Phone on airplane mode
No one disturbs me
Me and her, candlelight
Sound of rain

I put on some good music
And the light almost off
She asks
L7, do you love me? Speak