(you're) Some Kind Of Wonderful

Deitada de barriga para cima no telhado, olha as estrelas ... Estende-lhe a mão e entrelaça os dedos nos dele.
Ele aconchega a mão dela fazendo-lhe uma festinha honesta com o polegar.
Quentinha, sorri-lhe.

De coração preenchido, volta a olhar o céu, pisca o olho a uma estrela como sua cúmplice e sem que ele perceba, sussurra ... Obrigada por o teres escolhido a Ele.

Peter Cincotti - Some Kind Of Wonderful

All you have to do is touch my hand

To show me that you understand

And something happens to me

That's some kind of wonderful

Anytime my little world seems blue

I just have to look at you

And everything seems to be

Some kind of wonderful

I know I can't express

This feeling of tenderness

There's so much I want to say

But the right words just don't

Come my way

I just know when I'm in your embrace

This world is a happy place

And something happens to me

That's some kind of wonderful

I know I can't express

This feeling of tenderness

There's so much I want to say

But the right words just don't

Come my way

I just know when I'm in your embrace

This world is a happy place

And something happens to me

That's some kind of wonderful