Counting the days

Looking forward desperately for you

I have drunk the last can

Waiting for the smoothness of your voice

I have smoke the last cigarette

Remembering the depth of your sight

I have broken the last chair

Counting the days to see you

I have lost half of my sanity

Thinking about your priceless beauty

I have dreamed awake

The heaven of my dreams is

The insanity of your love

Your are my drug

I am addicted to you

Please come soon

I should keep the other half

Rio de Janeiro, 27 de novembro de 2006.