To be or to seem who you imagine
Not me can do due? a of your life
If you do not watch to me, baby..
Much already I tried to raise the voice
To wake up the empty interest
And I know that perhaps that day
That to you mine does, baby..
And I know that perhaps that day
Never will happen to me..
But you in my dreams always have to be
Like a light that she illuminates to me
And when waking up I want to return it to try.
I..
Know more that the heart annoys more fort, than a motor
And although you do not know to anything of me
I will have to you to reach, love.
When I obtained it and I approached you
I was congealed, the nerves killed
I did not say anything, baby to me..
Another day that I was convinced to speak
You with very contented other,
Was not the moment, baby..
How it happened that I am crazy, so enamored..
But you in my dreams always have to be
Like a light that she illuminates to me
And when waking up I want to return it to try.
I..
I know more that the heart annoys more fort, than a motor
And although you do not know to anything of me
A day I will have to you to reach, love.
Verte to happen without speaking is a cruel suffering
That disappears suddenly when I think to you
Flying to my side, hung towards a feeling.
And they do not concern the days that happen or die in ïntento..