Eu, sonhando acordada, olha só. Em plena manhã ensolarada e milhões de palavras percorrendo meus neurônios aplicados. Eu, pensando em mel, rosas, incenso de lótus, velas vermelhas, suco de maçã. O caderno no chão, a caneta esquecida em algum lugar. Dedos banhados em óleo de alfazema, perfume de gérberas e rosas. Gotas de sangue e suor. Frutas, flores, vinho tinto, chocolate. A maciez da pele sob a camisa entreaberta. O suave enleio me deixando rubra, no meio da rua. E você, o rosto másculo que nem ao menos sabe destes meus sonhos loucos, que agora me aturdem quando estou de olhos abertos. E eu, apenas esperando...

Give me one more chance, and you'll be satisfied
Give me two more chances you won't be denied
Well my heart is where it's always been
My head is somewhere in between
Give me one more chance let me be your lover tonight
     
You're the real thing, yeah the real thing
You're the real thing
Even better than the real thing
    
Give me one last chance and I'm gonna make you sing
Give me half a chance to ride on the waves that you bring
You're honey child to a swarm of bees
Gonna blow right through you like a breeze
Give me one last dance, we'll slide down the surface of things

You're the real thing, yeah the real thing
You're the real thing
Even better than the real thing
    
We're free to fly the crimson sky
The sun won't melt our wings tonight
Oh now, here she comes
    
Take me higher, take me higher
Can you take me higher?
Will you take me higher?

You're the real thing, yeah the real thing
You're the real thing

Even better than the real thing
Even better than the real thing
Even better than the real thing