Amor de Madrugada
Lucas Medeiros
Late Night Love
It's past midnight, she's calling me
I don't know what it is, but I keep imagining
I try to hold back from thinking nonsense
But your image is stuck in my head
The wine bottle is half empty
The earring you lost during the mischief
I kept it with care, come get it
The door is open and you know the way
Our last time was special
Like the other time was phenomenal
I don't know what this thing we have is anymore
I've never felt this fire with anyone else
And if it was a drug, I'd be addicted
I already miss your tan
Now that you've called, you better hurry
I've already put our playlist on
And we make love in the wee hours
She stays a night at my place
And the next day, the next day, nothing happened
She knows I'm no good
But she can't find anyone better than me