Y tenías razón cuando decías: "Si alguien puede decirlo mejor que vos, dejá que ése otro se exprese...":
You're beautiful, that's for sure
You'll never ever fade
You're lovely but it's not for sure
That I won't ever change
And though my love is rare
Though my love is true
I'm like a bird, I'll only fly away
I don't know where my soul is
I don't know where my home is
And baby all I need for you to know is
I'm like a bird, I'll only fly away
I don't know where my soul is
I don't know where my home is
All I need for you to know is
Your faith in me brings me to tears
Even after all these years
And it pains me so much to tell
That you don't know me that well
And though my love is rare
Though my love is true
I'm like a bird...
It's not that I wanna say goodbye
It's just that every time you try
To tell me that you love me
Each and every single day I know
I'm going to have to eventually give you away
And though my love is rare
And though my love is true
Hey I'm just scared
That we may fall through
(Nelly Furtado: "I'm like a bird")
Paradójicamente, con mis fobias y todo, necesito volar hacia otro lado. Necesito buscar algo que perdí y que todavía no sé qué es. Pero para poder volar, necesito que me sueltes. Sino no puedo desplegar mis alas.
No voy a estar muy lejos. Pero tampoco voy a estar acá.
Etiquetas: Mar adentro, Música
