HALF OF US. (Marcelo Dinelza) When we met, it's like the past Began that day... We found love and a hand to hold Along the way We promised to be together and so we’d be better in an imperfect world where our own light blinds us i would need to change my soul because this is one is yours... but i can deal with me being only half of us... and being in love... with just one touch, we could approach a real dream ... but real love doesn't seem to work in reality would we still be together? Would we be better? Life is very short and our doubts have just begun.