And I can´t say you are someone I´ve thought about that often
Even when I look at that taurus on my arm
Your face doesn´t come up that easily
But once in a while
While driving on the streets of this sufocating town
I see this guy, sitting in front of his store
I guess he´s just as tall as you are
I try not to notice his hair colour
Maybe that smile is not like yours after all
While I´m driving on the streets of this sufocating town
I tell a friend of mine that guy
Sitting in front of his store
Reminds me of you
She asks if we´ve been in touch
Do I know anything about you
I wouldn´t really care if your body was found
On any corner of Lisbon
