Make me a gesture, make me close
Give me the moon that I'll make you fall asleep

The night will fall
On the road the traffic light of who's gone
Doesn't light up when I kiss you anymore
It looks like I've waited my whole life to show
That in the street I lost myself one of these days
I completely forgot to win
But the wind from the sand brought infinity peace

Away from so much smoke
Girl who send me your kisses with grace
Make me laugh, make me happy
Sitting in the sand, playing with lucky
Doesn't rain doesn't wet
Don't look now I'm looking at you

In our book,
Our story is make—believe
Or make—it—happen?