Wake Me
There's always a bride to love,
There's always a son to be born,
I 'm awake now, Morning 8: 10,
Another Saturday, We can wake up txogether;
Join me, on the easy game,
Close you eyes and feel this slack cord on your feet
I have this moment to use
I am afraid of losing
I have the urge to defy
I'd like to be like the man on the edge
Wake me. You wanna do it;
Wake me. Maybe I can do it myself
Wake me. Can you really do it?
Wake me. Please don't give me lowball!
I'm a walker. I'm a dead man.
I'm a wonder man. Now I can lift my head.
Play me. Have you already played?
Play one more time. Feel this slack cord on your feet
I have this moment to use
I am afraid of losing
I have the urge to defy
I'd like to be like the man on the edge
Pulling down to the end,
Now I see what it means
Now I see through the fence
And I dive
And I blend
What life brings to my hand
I conjure up and I taste it
Bittersweet, I could spit it out
I could spit it out
Never swallow
I have this moment to use
I am afraid of losing
I have the urge to defy
I'd like to be like the man on the edge
Wake me. You wanna do it;
Wake me. Maybe I can do it myself
Wake me. Can you really do it?
Wake me. Please don't give me lowball!
There's always a son to be born,
I 'm awake now, Morning 8: 10,
Another Saturday, We can wake up txogether;
Join me, on the easy game,
Close you eyes and feel this slack cord on your feet
I have this moment to use
I am afraid of losing
I have the urge to defy
I'd like to be like the man on the edge
Wake me. You wanna do it;
Wake me. Maybe I can do it myself
Wake me. Can you really do it?
Wake me. Please don't give me lowball!
I'm a walker. I'm a dead man.
I'm a wonder man. Now I can lift my head.
Play me. Have you already played?
Play one more time. Feel this slack cord on your feet
I have this moment to use
I am afraid of losing
I have the urge to defy
I'd like to be like the man on the edge
Pulling down to the end,
Now I see what it means
Now I see through the fence
And I dive
And I blend
What life brings to my hand
I conjure up and I taste it
Bittersweet, I could spit it out
I could spit it out
Never swallow
I have this moment to use
I am afraid of losing
I have the urge to defy
I'd like to be like the man on the edge
Wake me. You wanna do it;
Wake me. Maybe I can do it myself
Wake me. Can you really do it?
Wake me. Please don't give me lowball!
Credits
Writer(s): Paulo Miranda, Gil Neto
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