I want to know that it happens to me, I ask you that passes me?
And you don't know that to answer me for that clear of sure gets dizzy you
With my goings and turns, tire you with my slow camera.
And although I try I can never hurry my decision.
In the precise moment in that everything goes changing for my.
In that instant, I assure you that some sign gave you.
But you didn't listen to me, perhaps without intention on your behalf.
It can be a little weak the sound of my voice.
Today, one morning I will see you arrive.
And I will discover that me alone I am no longer better.
And I will ask you you to accompany.
Where truly you, not tell me that if, 'lie me'
It could be that at the end you broke the glass in my.
It could pass that you make me speak.
I believe that you have the GIFT of curing this bad.
I feel that I should be and however step the time leaving.
Toward myself, to my center that I will never find.
I wanted to have you and to be a decent way.
But you see that I can no longer take off my paper
I should tranquilize myself and to play to the game that you prefix me.
Under the watch, I receive you and I shelter myself of your skin.
The destination has spoken to me, unbalanced hearts.
Your word evens me and he
she stops my to fall.
Today, one morning I will see you arrive.
And I will discover that me alone I am no longer better.
And I will ask you you to accompany.
Where truly you, not tell me that if, 'lie me'
It could be that at the end you broke the glass in my.
It could pass that you make me speak.
I believe that you have the GIFT of curing this bad.
That alone, it is the guitar of Lolo.
It could be that at the end, you broke the glass in my.
My skin that was so bad opened up.
You broke the silence that made me move away.
'Maybe you are your who makes me return'
I sense that you know the best form,
And you have the GIFT that requires to cure this bad.
