Lucas Santtana - Blind Date

Blind date
Blue eyes
Love can be a trap
Some laughs, sun shines
Love can be a trap

So many things we talked
So many things we saw
But we did not know what to fell

Fireball crossed the sky
As fast as night fell down
The moon appeared, she was a woman

Two ice cubes in a glass
Touch and move apart
In a mating mating dance

The past doesn't say goodbye
The present hasn't been saying see you soon
The future will know what to do