Letra y música de Alan Vitale y Morel Otoño.
Incluye un fragmento de «Wicked games» de Chris Isaak.
lyrics
Walking, looking on,
turning pages around.
Stirring memories
try'ng but you're not in.
Night again
where all talkin' 'bout you
but I just try to find
something to prove myself
- we met - was not a dream
I saw deep in your eyes,
there's no traces of your soul.
No traces
not then not now.
Oh, I don't wanna fall in love...
(that girl is only gonna break your heart)
... with you.
Tripping, I’ve found you out,
made me feel so bound.
This time I'm not there.
Three of a perfect pair.
Night again
where all talkin' 'bout you
but I just try to find
something to prove myself
- we met - was not a dream
I saw deep in your eyes,
there's no traces of your soul.
Oh, I don't wanna fall in love...
(that girl is only gonna break your heart)
... with you.
Not then not now.
With you.
Not then not now.
With you.
Not then not now.
With you.
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