Detrás de todo este espectáculo de palabras, tiembla indeciblemente la esperanza de que me leas,
de que no haya muerto del todo en tu memoria...

octubre 06, 2009

It's funny when you find yourself looking from the outside
I'm standing here but all I want is to be over there
Why did I let myself believe miracles could happen
Cause now I have to pretend
that I don't really care.

I thought you were my fairytale, a dream when I'm not sleeping
A wish upon a star that's coming true
But everybody else could tell that I confused my feelings with the truth
When there was me and you.

I swore I knew the melody that I heard you singing
And when you smiled you made me feel like I could sing along
But then you went and changed the words now my heart is empty
I'm only left with used-to-be's once upon a song.

Now I know you're not a fairytale and dreams were meant for sleeping
And wishes on a star just don't come true
Cause now even I can tell that I confused my feelings with the truth
Cause I liked the view when there was me and you.

I can't believe that I could be so blind
It's like you were floating while I was falling and I didn't mind.

Cause I liked the view, thought you felt it too

When there was me and you.
Esto siento, más o menos, y por esto mismo muero.