Hoy en vez de una canción, voy a poner dos, y eso que al menos una de ellas no creo que le guste a nadie, pero a mi, camino a clase, o al trabajo o a... ya no se ni a dónde iba o de dónde volvía y eso es algo que no le importa a nadie :S... me ha ayudado a poder sobrellevar un poquito el día. A poder estar en presencia de otras personas cuando la mala leche me ha inundado, a llegar a este momento.
Hay días que, cuando te toca en el aleatorio del reproductor, pasas de alguna de ellas, pero otros que, verdaderamente, te apetece escucharlas. No seáis muy duros con ellas, mis gustos musicales son variados y muy dependientes del estado de ánimo.
Tú eres mi ola
yo soy tu mar
¿cuántos secretos
me guardarás?
Vienes y escapas
nunca te das
y yo te espero
una eternidad.
Tiemblo y reniego
al oir tu nombre
si tú me faltas
me falta el aire.
Te odio y te quiero
soy tan cobarde
me pierdo en ti
me pierdo en mi...
Dame una alegría para vivir
dame una razón para seguir
y dime lo que soy para ti.
Dame una alegría para vivir
dame una razón para seguir
y dime que yo soy para ti
lo primero...
ohh ohhh..
Vivo en tus ojos
sufro en tu mal
siempre me gana
la soledad
sufro en tu mal
siempre me gana
la soledad
Sueño tus besos
busco y no estás
soy quién vigila
tu despertar.
busco y no estás
soy quién vigila
tu despertar.
Tiemblo y reniego
al oir tu nombre
pero si tú me faltas
me falta el aire.
Te odio y te quiero
soy tan cobarde
me pierdo en ti
me pierdo en mi...
Dame una alegría para vivir
dame una razón para seguir
y dime lo que soy para ti.
Dame una alegría para vivir
dame una razón para seguir
y dime que yo soy para ti
lo primero...
ohh ohhh..
Dame una alegría para vivir
dame una razón para seguir
y dime lo que soy para ti.
Dame una alegría para vivir
dame una razón para seguir
y dime que yo soy para ti
lo primero...
ohh ohhh..
I can't make my own decisions
Or make any with precision
Well, maybe you should tie me up
So I don't go where you don't want me
You say that I been changing
That I'm not just simply aging
Yeah, how could that be logical?
Just keep on cramming ideas down my throat
Oh, oh, oh, oh
You don't have to believe me
But the way I, way I see it
Next time you point a finger
I might have to bend it back
Or break it, break it off
Next time you point a finger
I'll point you to the mirror
If God's the game that you're playing
Well, we must get more acquainted
Because it has to be so lonely
To be the only one who's holy
It's just my humble opinion
But it's one that I believe in
You don't deserve a point of view
If the only thing you see is you
Oh, oh, oh, oh
You don't have to believe me
But the way I, way I see it
Next time you point a finger
I might have to bend it back
Or break it, break it off
Next time you point a finger
I'll point you to the mirror
This is the last second chance
(I'll point you to the mirror)
I'm half as good as it gets
(I'll point you to the mirror)
I'm on both sides of the fence
(I'll point you to the mirror)
Without a hint of regret
I'll hold you to it
I know you don't believe me
But the way I, way I see it
Next time you point a finger
I might have to bend it back
Or break it, break it off
Next time you point a finger
I'll point you to the mirror
I know you won't believe me
But the way I, way I see it
Next time you point a finger
I might have to bend it back
Or break it, break it off
Next time you point a finger
I'll point you to the mirror
Or make any with precision
Well, maybe you should tie me up
So I don't go where you don't want me
You say that I been changing
That I'm not just simply aging
Yeah, how could that be logical?
Just keep on cramming ideas down my throat
Oh, oh, oh, oh
You don't have to believe me
But the way I, way I see it
Next time you point a finger
I might have to bend it back
Or break it, break it off
Next time you point a finger
I'll point you to the mirror
If God's the game that you're playing
Well, we must get more acquainted
Because it has to be so lonely
To be the only one who's holy
It's just my humble opinion
But it's one that I believe in
You don't deserve a point of view
If the only thing you see is you
Oh, oh, oh, oh
You don't have to believe me
But the way I, way I see it
Next time you point a finger
I might have to bend it back
Or break it, break it off
Next time you point a finger
I'll point you to the mirror
This is the last second chance
(I'll point you to the mirror)
I'm half as good as it gets
(I'll point you to the mirror)
I'm on both sides of the fence
(I'll point you to the mirror)
Without a hint of regret
I'll hold you to it
I know you don't believe me
But the way I, way I see it
Next time you point a finger
I might have to bend it back
Or break it, break it off
Next time you point a finger
I'll point you to the mirror
I know you won't believe me
But the way I, way I see it
Next time you point a finger
I might have to bend it back
Or break it, break it off
Next time you point a finger
I'll point you to the mirror
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