Míralo

Look at it, you who believe in fate,
Where did our path get lost,
Because I search for it and I can't find it,
Our path got lost,
Because it's been a while since I've been a mess,
Our path got lost.

Look at it, you who believe in fate,
You know I've been saying this for a while,
For me, this ship isn't heading to good shores,
I've been saying this for a while,
But here we are stuck inside,
I've been saying this for a...

I'm looking for a glance that tells me I'm in your heart,
And that matters to me, and that's my fate.
I'm looking for a smile that reminds me I'm alive,
And that I have a reason,
And that matters to me and that's my fate.

Look at it, gypsy, you who believe in fate,
That before we were born, everything was already written,
Witches, seers, and healers
Guard secrets I don't want to
Know, or find out what tomorrow will bring,
I have plenty of reasons, I lack the will,
I love the surprises life throws,
That you didn't expect, that you didn't foresee.

Look at it, you who believe in fate,
When will we be good friends,
When will we walk new paths,
We'll be good friends.
Our paths, that we've chosen,
We'll be good friends,
Because this ship isn't heading to good shores,
We'll be good friends,
But here we are stuck inside,
We'll be good friends,
Because it's been a while since I've been a mess,
And this just doesn't sit right with me.