Como no desearte
Si eres mi hombre...
Black spills over the dome of the sky,
Revealing the true king of the sky\'s pale glory...
What happened?
Why did our friendship end...
I’m lying in my bed tossing and turning
from a feeling deep inside that’s burning...
On April 9 in 1949
there was a huge snow storm...
At the end of every storm,
You guarantee me sun...
I used to never yearn for others
It never crossed my mind...
Time after time
it just gets so easy...
Run Felevah, run away!
You are free once more...
I can\\\'t imagine all the people that you know
And the places that you go...
Nestled in the goodness of care,
broken hearts in search of repair...
I woke up thinkin of u, not wanting to get out of...