And you're so far away
Your voice is all I need
It doesn’t matter what you say
The radio doesn’t play what I want
The telephone doesn’t make a sound
My heart pounds like thunder in the desert
And you’re nowhere to be found
I spend these long hours
Arranging pictures on a wall
Looking out the window
Waiting for the rain to fall
And I know on the other side of the ocean
Is where I should be
My heart melts like a cloud rolls of a mountain
And you’re not here with me...
1 comment:
No quiero que estés triste, amigo...aunque sea la tristeza la que te haga escribir bellos poemas como este...
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