Que Sorte a Nossa

Says you think so much about me
That you want to see me
Says you're remembering me a lot
I believe you

I know everything, I'm reading your messages
My photos that you liked, I'm following you
So, what are we going to do?
Tell me, if you want and I also want you

So many smiles out there, you wanting mine
So many looks looking at me and I wanting yours
I don't doubt, no, that it wasn't by chance
If love knocked on our door, what luck ours