CÓDIGO POSTAL

The night with the storm
Feels like it’s dragging on
And I can’t stop thinking of you
With every drop that falls on me
I remember the times we had
And when we said goodbye
We could never let go
Until we saw each other again, my love

But we have to accept
That this is the truth
Let it pass
Try to heal
Even if it hurts
I’m sorry, babe
Our love that flies
Got left behind on the road

And I asked the constellations
To show you my songs
That I know you wouldn’t listen to for me, babe
That you don’t want to know anything about me
That you moved to another country
I’m happy for you
You deserve to be happy

While I’m here under the storm
With thoughts that torment me
I wish we were wrapped up tight
Under a blanket, all cuddled up
But no, but no, here I am
All alone in my room (uh-oh, oh, wow)

And tell me what you’re doing over there
You even changed your zip code
How do you manage not to call
Because I can’t hold back
One more day without kissing you
One more day without touching you
Inside my body burns
Where are you to give me hope?