Instantes

I no longer know where I begin
And where you end
But with the brightness of your smile
Even with closed eyes, I can see

You toss your hair to the right side
You're craving affection
And if the hug takes a little longer
Then the conversation gets intimate

Words turn into gestures
Hands already know the way
The bed loses its hemispheres
There's no preferred side
And the breathing is saying
That it was much better than before
That today lost to tomorrow
And tomorrow we have another chance

Words turn into gestures
Hands already know the way
The bed loses its hemispheres
There's no preferred side
And the breathing is saying
That it was much better than before
That today lost to tomorrow
And tomorrow we have another chance

To stop being moments
Moments

You toss your hair to the right side
You're craving affection
And if the hug takes a little longer
Then the conversation gets intimate

Words turn into gestures
Hands already know the way
The bed loses its hemispheres
There's no preferred side
And the breathing is saying
That it was much better than before
That today lost to tomorrow
And tomorrow we have another chance

Words turn into gestures
Hands already know the way
The bed loses its hemispheres
There's no preferred side
And the breathing is saying
That it was much better than before
That today lost to tomorrow
And tomorrow we have another chance

To stop being moments
Moments