buttons on your blouse

Roberto Carlos

The buttons on the white blouse
That you wore that night
Trying a bit shyly
To unbutton right
One by one they openned
Far enough to see
A little more of you
That you gave to me
Lovers give themselves
Always wanting more
Pillows in disorder
Clothes upon the floor..
Iââ?¬â?¢m that one to hold
And lips that need to touch
Whispering the words
That can mean so much

Outside it was raining
The raincoat on the wall
Was watching every moment
Never spoke at all

And that same white blouse
That finally openned right
Fell into a corner
Waited in the night

Arms that want o hold
That lips that need to touch
Whispering the words
That can mean so much
Outside it was raining
The raincoat on the wall
Watching every moment
Never spoke at all

And that same white blouse
That finally openned right
Fell into a corner
Waited in the night
Waited in the night
Waited in the night
In the night
Waited in the night