It seems that daylight has found me here again, you can ask me anything, but where I've been. Looking out your window at the dawn, baby, when you'll wake up, I'll be gone... (Alison Moorer, A soft place to fall) Bienvenidos a Inventando Amaneceres...
My yesterdays are all boxed up and neatly put away But every now and then you come to mind Cause you were always waiting to be picked to play the game But when your name was called, you found a place to hide When you knew that I was always on your side
Well everything was easy then, so sweet and innocent But your demons and your angels reappeared Leavin' all the traces of the man you thought I'd be Leavin' me with no place left to go from here Leavin' me so many questions all these years
But is there someplace far away, someplace where all is clear Easy to start over with the ones you hold so dear Or are you left to wonder, all alone, eternally This isn't how it's really meant to be No it isn't how it's really meant to be
Well they say that love is in the air, but never is it clear, How to pull it close and make it stay Butterflies are free to fly, and so they fly away And I'm left to carry on and wonder why Even through it all, I'm always on your side
But is there someplace far away, someplace where all is clear Easy to start over with the ones you hold so dear Or are you left to wonder, all alone, eternally This isn't how it's really meant to be No it isn't how it's really meant to be
Well they say that love is in the air, never is it clear How to pull it close and make it stay If butterflies are free to fly, why do they fly away Leavin' me to carry on and wonder why Was it you that kept me wondering through this life When you know that I was always on your side
En esta temporada que pasa sin que pase nada... siempre llega alguna canción que te toca el alma. Esta va para tí mi niño, porque ya verás como el sol sale dentro de muy poco. Te debo una visita de cervezas, contarnos las penas y pasear por la playa. Nos vemos pronto, prometido que sí. Mucho ánimo y no decaigas en tu intento... yo sigo creyendo que quedan princesas por ser salvadas, que no todo el mundo se escuda en palabras y kilómetros, en abrazos falsos y en dudas que no deberían existir nunca. No dejes que te hagan creer que ya no puedes amar... Un besazo, precioso. Keep on rockin'.
gracias cielo...siempre tienes la palabra exacta en cada mto, no em gusta mostrar esta parte d emi cara, pero hasta los bufones a veces tenemos nuestra penurias, si cariño, mi spacey malagueña...quizas debería dejar de buscar imitaciones y quedar,e con la autentica, al paso que vamos el pacto de los 40 se cumplira...es cierto "this isn´t how it´s realy meant to be"...gracias por estar ahi y acordarte de mi..sigues teniendo tu copyright y al parecer no tienes hermanas.. por estos lares.. un beso corazon..mil gracias