They will listen, forget and forgive
From bar to bar, they claim your name
you reinvent who ever you are
The fact that you're living up in Rio
Must have something in common
with the blooming in your arm
The face of your soul is fading
In the bottom of the mess
In the cocktail of your dreams
The fact that you're living up in Rio
Must have something in common
With the grooming in the hall
The faces of your life are shouting
But their voices are too far
Makes it really hard to hear
The fact that you're living up in Rio
must have something in common
with the blooming in your heart
The face of your sorrow is fading
in the cartel of your dreams
The fact that you're living up in Rio
must have something in common
with the blooming in your heart
The faces of your life are shouting
But her voice is hard to follow
And seems really hard to hear
Come on, come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on
The fact that you're living up in Rio
Must have something in common
with the darkness in your heart
