Lisbon

Angra

Everynight I say a prayer
Look at me, nobody cares
Just a mirror passing by
Looked inside, I've lost my pride

Stay with me not for so long
It's alright, no needs, no hope
Such a miracle, looking back
Time's gone by and life wasn't bad

Lord, light my way
Fill these withered, careless hands

Oh, skies are falling down
Skies are falling down
Oh, skies are falling down
Skies are falling down

See, the birds are back
At the docks and everywhere
Here in Lisbon, realized
This whole world so strange and divine

Lord, light my way
Fill these withered, careless hands

Oh, skies are falling down
Skies are falling down
Oh, skies are falling down
Skies are falling down

Oh, skies are falling down
Skies are falling down
Oh, skies are falling down
Skies are falling down

Oh, skies are falling down
Skies are falling down
Oh, skies are falling down
Skies are falling down

Written by: Andre Matos
Subtitled by Laís and Aline. Revised by 2 people.
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