Mine
Priscilla Mariano & Rodrigo di Castro Lyrics


Jump to: Overall Meaning ↴  Line by Line Meaning ↴

I walked through the door with you, the air was cold,
But something 'bout it felt like home somehow.
And I left my scarf there at your sister's house,
And you still got it in your drawer even now.

Oh, your sweet disposition and my wide-eyed gaze.
We're singing in the car, getting lost Upstate.
Autumn leaves falling down like pieces into place,
And I can picture it after all these days.

And I know it's long gone,
And that magic's not here no more,
And I might be okay,
But I'm not fine at all.

'Cause there we are again on that little town street.
You almost ran the red 'cause you were looking over me.
Wind in my hair, I was there, I remember it all too well.

Photo album on the counter, your cheeks were turning red.
You used to be a little kid with glasses in a twin-size bed
And your mother's telling stories about you on a tee ball team
You tell me 'bout your past, thinking your future was me.

And I know it's long gone
And there was nothing else I could do
And I forget about you long enough
To forget why I needed to...

'Cause there we are again in the middle of the night.
We dance around the kitchen in the refrigerator light
Down the stairs, I was there, I remember it all too well, yeah.

Maybe we got lost in translation, maybe I asked for too much,
And maybe this thing was a masterpiece 'before you tore it all up.
Running scared, I was there, I remember it all too well.

Hey, you call me up again just to break me like a promise.
So casually cruel in the name of being honest.




I'm a crumpled up piece of paper lying here
'Cause I remember it all, all, all... too well.

Overall Meaning

The song "Mine" by Priscilla Mariano and Rodrigo di Castro is a nostalgic and melancholic reflection on past love. The songwriting is poignant and relatable, capturing the complexity of emotions that come with the end of a significant relationship. The first verse sets the scene of reminiscing, with the singer recalling moments from a past relationship, such as leaving her scarf at her lover's sister's house. The chorus reiterates how these memories still hold sway over her, despite the fact that the magic has gone and she is not fine.


The second verse delves deeper into the specifics of the relationship, focusing on shared experiences and tender moments. The line "Wind in my hair, I was there, I remember it all too well" is particularly evocative, conjuring up images of youthful romance and carefree moments. The bridge of the song hints at the reasons for the relationship's failure, indicating that communication breakdown and unrealistic expectations could have played a part. The final verse is the most devastating, featuring a gut-wrenching phone call where the singer is let down again.


Overall, "Mine" is a powerful song that captures the essence of heartbreak and longing. Its emotional depth and relatable lyrics make it one of the standout tracks of the contemporary Brazilian music scene.


Line by Line Meaning

I walked through the door with you, the air was cold,
Despite the cold air, I felt at home as I entered the door with you.


But something 'bout it felt like home somehow.
There was a comforting familiarity about this place.


And I left my scarf there at your sister's house,
I forgot my scarf at your sister's, it's still with you.


And you still got it in your drawer even now.
You've kept my scarf in your drawer to this day.


Oh, your sweet disposition and my wide-eyed gaze.
Your kindness and my awe - a perfect combination.


We're singing in the car, getting lost Upstate.
We're singing and driving aimlessly through Upstate New York.


Autumn leaves falling down like pieces into place,
The falling leaves seemed to complete the picture perfectly.


And I can picture it after all these days.
I still remember that moment clearly.


And I know it's long gone,
I know that moment has passed and can never be relived.


And that magic's not here no more,
The special feeling we had is gone.


And I might be okay,
I might be fine on the surface.


But I'm not fine at all.
Deep down, I'm still not over it.


'Cause there we are again on that little town street.
We're back on that same street in that small town.


You almost ran the red 'cause you were looking over me.
You were so distracted by me that you almost ran a red light.


Wind in my hair, I was there, I remember it all too well.
I remember that moment vividly - the wind in my hair and everything about it.


Photo album on the counter, your cheeks were turning red.
We were looking at a photo album, and your face turned red.


You used to be a little kid with glasses in a twin-size bed
You used to be a young child with glasses sleeping in a small bed.


And your mother's telling stories about you on a tee ball team
Your mother was telling stories about you playing on a softball team.


You tell me 'bout your past, thinking your future was me.
You talked about your past, envisioning a future with me.


And I know it's long gone
That past is long gone now.


And there was nothing else I could do
There was nothing I could do to stop it.


And I forget about you long enough
I forget about you for a while.


To forget why I needed to...
...to forget why I needed to forget about you.


'Cause there we are again in the middle of the night.
We're together again in the middle of the night.


We dance around the kitchen in the refrigerator light
We're happily and peacefully dancing around in the kitchen with just the fridge light on.


Down the stairs, I was there, I remember it all too well, yeah.
I was there with you as we went down the stairs, and I remember it as clear as a day.


Maybe we got lost in translation, maybe I asked for too much,
Maybe we didn't understand each other well, and maybe I had too many expectations.


And maybe this thing was a masterpiece 'before you tore it all up.
Maybe we had something beautiful, but you ruined it all.


Running scared, I was there, I remember it all too well.
I was there with you, and I remember every bit of our fear and anxiety.


Hey, you call me up again just to break me like a promise.
You call me once again, only to shatter my heart like a promise you couldn't keep.


So casually cruel in the name of being honest.
You're so cruel without even realizing it, all in the name of honesty.


I'm a crumpled up piece of paper lying here
I'm like a ball of crumpled paper, lying here broken and useless.


'Cause I remember it all, all, all... too well.
I remember everything too vividly, and it haunts me to this day.




Contributed by Julian Y. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
To comment on or correct specific content, highlight it

Genre not found
Artist not found
Album not found
Song not found