Providencia a La Izquierda
José Madero
Providence to the Left
Yes, I'm that kite in the hurricane
Dancing as if tomorrow were the end
Cracks formed in my glass
And in an instant I knew I'm not that cool
Sorry, I lost control
I'm sorry, it was the alcohol
The sky was meeting you
Touching your skin, tasting your honey
I never deserved it
The sky was meeting you
Luckily it was, it was one in a hundred
You never saw me falter
Oh, falter
How did you recognize me? I'm not the same
Hurt myself? I would be incapable
Now I'm convinced, no doubt
All that beauty didn't come from my arsenal
The sky was meeting you
Touching your skin, tasting your honey
I never deserved it
I never had it in mind
I stood up and failed
Looking for a needle in a haystack
In every breath I'll be
In all this cold in the attic
Yes, I'm that kite in the hurricane
Dancing as if tomorrow were the end
The sky was meeting you
Touching your skin, tasting your honey
I never deserved it
The sky was meeting you
Luckily it hit my temple
You never saw me falter
Oh, falter
Oh, falter
