Contato verdadeiro.

Se for para olhar,
olhe-me com o coração
antes de me olhar com as mãos.

Se por para me beijar,
beije-me com os olhos
antes de me beijar com as mãos.

Se for para me tocar,
toque-me com a alma
antes de me tocar com as mãos.

Se for para me abraçar,
abrace-me com as idéias
antes de me abraçar com as mãos.

Se for para me ter,
tenha-me pela emoção
antes de me ter pela razão.

Closer

The Corrs

I see you walking everyday
with a smile beneath frown
But I won't look away, yeah
What does it mean?
What's there to see?
If I look closer
Closer, closer
Closer, closer
Closer, closer
Closer, yeah
Where are you going?
And what are you thinking at all?
Your eyes show nothing more
than a dazed oblivion
What does it mean?
What will I see?
When I look closer
Closer, closer
Closer, closer
Closer, closer
Closer, yeah
You don't see me
watching everyday
My smile could warm your frown
And I'd never look away
never look away
There's more to me
than what you see
When you look closer
Closer, closer
Closer, closer
Closer, closer
Closer, yeah