Como la brisa que te acaricia...

Quiero colarme por la rejilla que separa tu ventana de la pared, quiero acercarme muy lento y susurrarte al oído, y al sentir que no me salen las palabras tan sólo mirarte, que mi alma arda en ese momento y que pueda parar el tiempo contigo, ralentizarlo y que sólo importen tus manos con las mías.
Buscar en tu mirada el camino que perdí hace tanto; y tanto olvidé que sólo recuerdo tu nombre... ¿Y qué más da si el resto me da igual?

Como la brisa que te acaricia te siento, aunque tú no puedas verme, a mí sólo me importas tú.

I can't get to bed, But I'm really tired, The things in my head

You used to admire, In your sundrenched world.

It couldn't be worse, Don't bother asking, And here comes the nerves

While I'm trying to bask In your sundrenched world

I'm talking to you, But you're not listening, I don't know what to do

My heart is blistering, Writing this song, Tell me I'm not wrong

I close up my mouth, When you're around now, Suffocating in doubt

I can't make a sound, In your sundrenched world, I always wanted to be

The one you looked to For the answers in me

I'm the one who took you To your sundrenched world

I'm talking to you But you're not listening

I don't know what to do My heart is blistering Writing this song

Tell me I belong

It's all been said Once before We fucked around On your bedroom floor

I'm talking to you But you're not listening I don't know what to do

My hands are blistering Writing this song Tell me I belong

Tell me I belong, Tell me I

Tell me I belong