Un día todas esas canciones que me hacen acordar a vos se sumarán en una gran lista. Y si les presto la debida atención, todo queda atrás y nada más ocupa mi mente que esa presencia efímera de los recuerdos que ahora llenan la nada. Vuelo, siento, imagino. La gravedad se siente más volátil mientras mi cuerpo se relaja hundiéndose en el lugar donde estuvimos juntos. Y sigo agregando. La lista se hace interminable. I sing a sad song in a lonely place. I've never written a love song that didn't end in tears, maybe you'll rewrite my love song if you can replace my fears. I think I was dreaming up some thoughts that were seemingly possible...with you. It's the same old story, same old song and dance, my friend. Won't you come on over at the side of my sofa?. And I know what I'll find somewhere in your heart this time... and I fear what I'll find somewhere in your heart each time. And if it hurts me baby, you know why, going along... hurt me baby if you like, it’s already gone.
Would you like to stay a minute longer?
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