[Pequenas coisas...]

"Three little birds, sat on my window

And they told me I don't need to worry.

Summer came like cinnamon , so sweet,

Little girls double-dutch on the concrete.

Maybe sometimes,

We've got it wrong, but it's all right.

The more things seem to change,

the more they stay the same.

Oh, don't you hesitate.

Girl, put your records on,

tell me your favorite song.

You go ahead, let your hair down.

Sapphire and faded jeans,

I hope you get your dreams.

Just go ahead, let your hair down.

You're gonna find yourself some where,some how..."