O Que É Que Tem Sentido Nesta Vida

What makes sense in this life
Isn't just a house and food
A comfy bed, a warm blanket
It’s not just staring at the stars
Or leaving footprints
On the paths of the Lord

For many, it’s all about the money
From January to January
With the pedal to the metal
Honestly, I’d rather
A life full of poetry
In the wake of a love

Some believe in having status
Showing off in photos and stories
Holding stocks in their hands
I only believe in freedom
And always missing
Living a great love