À Moda Antiga
Lu Alone
Old Fashioned Way
Hold my hand
Sing a song
I follow the old-fashioned way
Love is not an illusion
If you want to date me
Take me out to dinner
Tell me your story
Tell me your secrets
Tell me your fears
You can trust me, I'll tell you mine
In the midst of our story
Maybe we'll find
A way to make you forever mine
And not every day will be a paradise
But by your side I want to see the sun rise
Wake up smiling, see you sleeping
Knowing that I love you
And you will be part of my story
Of my childhood dream
Of wearing a veil and a ring
And I will be the apple of your eye
That one day, praying alone, you asked God for
