E hoje vamos de Norah Jones... "Prittiest thing":
"The prettiest thing
I ever did see
Was lightning from the top of a cloud
Moving through the dark a million miles an hour
With somewhere to be
So why does it seem
Like a picture
Hanging up on someone else's wall
Lately I just haven't been myself at allI
t's heavy on my mind
I'm dreamin' again
Like I've always been
And way down low
I still know
The prettiest thingI ever did see
Was dusty as the handle on the door
Rusty as a nail stuck in the old pine floor
Looks like home to me
Now I'm dreamin' again
Like I've always been
And way down low
I'm thinkin' of the prettiest thing"
Oh, dear Super... Kiss me...
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