I've got too much on my plate
Don't have no time to be a decent lover
I hope it isn't too late
Searching for the time that has gone so fast
The time that I thought would last
My Ever Present Past
Verse Two: A mesma coisa do primeiro verso!
The things I think I did
I do, I think I did
When I was a kid,
I couldn't understand a word that they were saying
But still I hung around and took it all in
It went by, it went by, in a flash
It flew by, it flew by, in a flash
by Luciano Melo