Lyrics
will they make a goodbye party
for all us tired and broken-hearted?
i'm fond of the place where i had grown up
oh i wish to leave till it's not too late
i wish to leave till it's not too late
it's always becoming
always becoming
always becoming
confused and complex
see our commotion
see our commotion
see all our friends go
outbound for good
and your azorean friends would fill the air with fireworks
fireworks and laughter
laughter
while you'd stand aside
and then this girl called vitória would hold your hand and
touch your cheeks where
tears had glimmered in the strobe lights
the strobe lights
and you would faintly smile
and if you want, just come over
why not come over?
you're only two days
in ponta delgada
while we were dancing
dancing in your bedroom
slowly it turned tuesday
tuesday
and you would faintly smile
the star-strewn sky
all filled with fireworks
reminds you of your childhood
childhood
childhood dreams all dead