You saw me as nobody
Just a shade on the wall
You called me like a siren
Your voice is so strong
And I know that It's late
It's too late for my call
But my shirt is smelling
Like your cologne
You spoke like an angel
Your lips were so soft
You left without guidance
I reached just to fall
And I know that It's late
It's too late for my call
But my bed is begging
For you, and your warmth
You deity of my temple
The owner of my soul
So lost with no vision
So lost without voice
And I know that It's late
It's too late for my call
But the roses just withered
And love is quite lost
Search pleasantness, find you
Your name will come up
The search will now blind you
To things you already now
And I know that It's late
It's too late for my call
But the hope is dying
In me, once for all
My lover, my darling
The words to my songs
I hope that I find you
In life, maybe not
And I know that It's late
It's too late for my call
But my eyes are crying
My heart is broke
"Es que para mi esa cancion es como tuya
Y ya cuando la escuché, tipo, re pensé en vos
Tipo no pensé en nadie más, pensé en vos..."
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