Tres De Agosto

When night falls
And shadows stretch long
When silence settles in
And my house is gray.
When a sound at the door
Is just your absence
When fevered memories
Drift off in me.
When your shadow sits
With me at the table,
And the fierce winter
Insistently creeps into my bed.
Suddenly a memory flies
And lands in my mind
It pushes through all
Because I think of you.
If you go
On the wings of a dream
My love
You’ll return
If you go
The rustling of white sheets
Will bring you back
To me
On the wings of a dream
My love will make you come back.
Today there’ll be a noise at the door
And it’ll be your hand
Today the creaking in my bed
Will be your warmth.
And I won’t need a memory
Stuck in my mind
Everything comes back to my life
When I think of you.
If I go
On the wings of a dream
My love
I’ll return
If I go
The rustling of white sheets
Will bring me back
To you
On the wings of a dream
Your love will make me come back.