Fantasía Herida

It was an hour at the bar and you didn't make it to the date
Did you forget or maybe you didn't want to?
Maybe I don't expect anything from you and I'm crazy to try it out
People coming and going and I'm alone on the road
I roam half the city wrapped in melancholy
I don't want to think about you or blow daisies
My flight is losing altitude
I don't give up, stubborn head
People coming and going and I'm alone on the road

Back with sadness on my shoulder, wounded fantasy
Back with a long face and empty hands
And I'm getting lost in the streets, if it's not with you, they're not the same
And I feel like it will never be the same again
And I feel like it will never be the same again

It was the third time I saw her that month
The fourth time she didn't show up, no signs of life
I thought love was around
All that's left is a taste of nothing
People coming and going and I'm alone on the road

Back with sadness on my shoulder, wounded fantasy
Back with a long face and empty hands
And I'm getting lost in the streets, if it's not with you, they're not the same
And I feel like it will never be the same again
And I feel like it will never be the same again