So we grew up believing no one would ever fall in love with us, that we'd be lonely forever, that we'd never meet someone to make us feel like the sun was something they built for us in their toolshed.
Así que crecemos crendo que ninguén se namoraría de nós, que estariamos sós para sempre, que nunca coñeceriamos alguén que nos fixese sentir que o sol era un regalo seu para nós.