Te Vas Amor
Antony Santos
You're Leaving, Love
You're leaving, love, if this is how you want it to be,
Your vanity won't let you see that love can thrive in poverty.
I want to cry, it tears me apart that you think this way and more,
Now you're left without me, it hurts to know what you’ll endure.
But remember, no one’s perfect, and you’ll see,
The luck you’ll have will be your burden, and it won’t set you free.
Forget about that, let it go, things will change more than a
Thousand better things will come, but true love is hard to find.
I want to cry, it tears me apart that you think this way and more,
Now you're left without me, it hurts to know what you’ll endure.
But remember, no one’s perfect, and you’ll see,
The luck you’ll have will be your burden, and it won’t set you free.
Forget about that, let it go, things will change more than a
Thousand better things will come, but true love is hard to find.
But remember, no one’s perfect, and you’ll see,
The luck you’ll have will be your burden, and it won’t set you free.
Forget about that, let it go, things will change more than a thousand,
Better things will come, but true love is hard to find.
But remember, no one’s perfect, and you’ll see,
The luck you’ll have will be your burden, and it won’t set you free.