Love is like a never ending melody
Poets have compared it to a symphony
A symphony conducted by the lighting of the moon
But our song of love is slightly out of tune

Once your kisses raised me to a fever pitch
Now the orchestration doesnt seem so rich
Seems to me youve changed the tune we used to sing
Like the bossa nova love should swing

We used to harmonize two souls in perfect time
Now the song is different and the words dont even rhyme
Cause you forgot the melody our hearts would always croon
What goods a heart thats slightly out of tune?

Tune your heart with mine the way it used to be
with me in harmony and sing a song of love
Were bound to get in tune again before too long
Therell be no Desafinado when your heart belongs to me completely
Then you wont be slightly out of tune, youll sing along with me