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Indo, Indo, Embora

Bryan White

Going, Going, Gone

At first i thought it was the moonlight shining through the mist
Cause after all a kiss is just a kiss or so i thought
But i must have been wrong

It could have been the music cause it sounded so sweet
Something sure was sweeping me off my feet
All night long, it sure was strong
Before i knew what was going on, i was going , going, gone

I suppose it could have been the perfume from a honeysuckle vine
Something sure was driving me out of my mind
But i should have known all along
It was your love and it was strong
And now i'm going, going, gone

It might have been the magic written in the stars
Some gypsy might have read it somewhere in the cards
It really doesn't matter cause whatever it was
It led me straight to your arms

First i thought it was the moonlight shining through the mist
After all a kiss is just a kiss or so i thought (so i thought)
But i must have been wrong
Before i knew what was going on
I was going, going, gone

Going, going, gone
Going, going, gone

Indo, Indo, Embora

No começo, achei que era a luz da lua brilhando na névoa
Porque, afinal, um beijo é só um beijo, ou pelo menos eu pensei
Mas eu devia estar errado

Podia ser a música, porque soava tão doce
Algo com certeza estava me tirando do chão
A noite toda, era forte pra caramba
Antes que eu percebesse o que estava rolando, eu estava indo, indo, embora

Suponho que poderia ser o perfume de uma flor de maracujá
Algo com certeza estava me deixando maluca
Mas eu deveria ter sabido o tempo todo
Era seu amor e era forte
E agora eu estou indo, indo, embora

Pode ter sido a mágica escrita nas estrelas
Alguma cigana pode ter lido isso em algum lugar nas cartas
Realmente não importa, porque seja o que for
Me levou direto para os seus braços

No começo, achei que era a luz da lua brilhando na névoa
Afinal, um beijo é só um beijo, ou pelo menos eu pensei (ou eu pensei)
Mas eu devia estar errado
Antes que eu percebesse o que estava rolando
Eu estava indo, indo, embora

Indo, indo, embora
Indo, indo, embora

Composição: Bob DiPiero / John Scott Sherill / Steve Cropper