Que Sera de Mi
Calibre 50
What Will Become of Me
I was good to you always accommodating
Your lover, your friend, I was your strong hand
You lacked nothing, you had everything
And yet you left far from my life
Where did the promises go
What you did to me that day
When you were by my side
What good was loving you so much
If now you're not with me
Only my tears remained
What will become of me
Now that you're not here, now that you're gone
Who will accompany me, who will heal
This wounded heart
Who will continue after you if nothing makes sense anymore
What will happen to me now that you're not here
Now that you're gone
Who will accompany me, who will heal
This wounded heart
Who will continue after you if nothing makes sense anymore