Pídeme La Vida

Like the morning dew on that blade
Dying to see you
Like the foam of the waves crashing
Every part of this reality

Like the desert sand on your face
When you tell me you don't want to see me
Like 13 black cats crossing
Wishing to have you

Like a drifting ship sinking
With the air from your mouth
Saying that in part
I might be part of that rock

Your cold
And sweet gaze burns me
When I least expect it
Hoping that the damn fear
Of saying I love you sinks once and for all

It's my desire to live you that speaks for me
It's the doors of this open heart
That don't fit in my suitcase if I have to leave
Ask me for life, ask me for life, I have it for you

We still have limping steps
Drawing a path with our hands
Not knowing where we're going
But always drawing it with you

Because no matter how much I want to drink
From the half-full glass of oblivion
You always come reminding me
That it's half empty

And it's my desire to live you that speaks for me
It's the doors of this open heart
That don't fit in my suitcase if I have to leave
Ask me for life, ask me for life, I have it for you

Ask me for life, I have it for you