Linumcónte

My heart's been renewed with worth
For sure, I’m just more disillusioned
I already told you, you’re not in my thoughts
But my poetry is well paid
To get to you
My poetry is well paid
To meet you

Illusions to put on a show
They change my sky
Sun on the sea, my girl changes her color

Thoughts that I can’t have faith in
I can’t tell you, I was just drifting
That sweet sound of my guitar
I can’t tell you