It's the fresh of the night!

I thought we were good
But i just can't sleep at all
Three times we tried
And three times we went wrong
The first time hurt
The second a shock
I cried the third
You better hold me tight through
This 4th Chance on our love
'Cus this season is colder, colder
The 4th wheel on this wagon
The 4th leaf on this lucky clover
A three-legged-chair
Won't keep me from falling through
And this crooked, cruel world
Well it seems a lot better with you
The first time hurt
The second a schock
I cried the third
You better hold me tight through
This 4th chance on our love
'Cus this season is colder, colder
The 4th wheel on this wagon
The 4th leaf on this lucky clover
You better hold on
Now just hang on
You better hold on
'Cus we ain't through
CINCO! Five oceans fill this heart
SEIS! Six strings on this guitar
SIETE! Seven days to make it right
OCHO! Those august summer nights
NUEVE! Nine numbers climb into this top
DIEZ! You better hold me tight
Through this chance on our love
We learn as we grow older, older
A thousand make-up-kisses
The fourth leaf on this lucky clover
PARARARAPA PARAPAPA PARARARAPA PARAPAPA PARARARAPA PARAPAPA PARARARAPA PARAPAPA PARARARAPA PARAPAPA PARARARAPA PARAPAPA

David Fonseca - 4th Chance
Dreams In Colour ("já cá canta!")