Wallace Costa - Parties, Parks and She

Invited me to a party
I didn't want to go
Gave false smiles
And said ho ho ho

Then we went to the park
The sun was low
Sat under the tree
And hope
the moon appeared

We imagine the enough
In somewhere alone

We imagine the moon
In somewhere alone

She walks in the street
Like a princes of my hearth

I love her, i love her
I love her, i love her
I love her, i love her
I love her, i love her