Margot Robert, Um Homem Para Chamar De Seu/ Margot Robert, A Man To Call His Own



I know you made your castles
And dreamed of being saved from the dragon
Disillusion, my dear
When he woke up, there was no one
Alone in the silence of your room
Search for your savior's sword
That in the dream despairs
Will never be able to free you from the beast
of loneliness
With the strength of my singing
I heat your room to dry your tears
turn up the radio
Give me your hand
philosophy and poetry
That's what my grandma used to say
Better badly repeated than just
you need a man
to call yours
Even if that man is me
With the strength of my singing
I heat your room to dry your tears
turn up the radio
Give me your hand
philosophy and poetry
That's what my grandma used to say
Better badly repeated than just
you need a man
to call yours
Even if that man is me
A man to call your own
HUH
A man to call your own
even if it's me
A man to call your own
HUH
A man to call your own
even if it's me
A man to call your own
HUH
A man to call your own
even if it's me





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