la invitada
Chiara Oliver
The Guest
You see, they only talk about us
If only they knew how you touch me
Every night I get more lost
You see me pointing to the door
Like saying turn around
And may you stay a little longer
You know I'm talking about you
As if you were my friend
But we both know
That is not so
You know I hide
For fear of what they say
But if we are alone
We don't get out of there
Because in my bed
I pay what I owe
and you are my guest
Because in my bed
The drama is no longer there
If you don't see the light
You see it, it comes and goes when you believe
I want you to know that you distract me
And I only ask you for a little more
You see them, my lips know your secrets
Yes, in your eyes I see the desire
You might fall if I push you any further
You know I'm talking about you
As if you were my friend
But we both know
That is not so
You know I hide
For fear of what they say
But if we are alone
We don't get out of there
Because in my bed
I pay what I owe
You are my guest
Because in my bed
The drama is no longer there
If you don't see the light
Because in my bed
I pay what I owe
You are my guest
Because in my bed
The drama is no longer there
If you don't see the light