Siempre En Deuda

They ask me why I'm still here with you
If you never give me everything I ask for
And if I have to explain it, I'll tell you it's very long
I don't have the words to talk about you

You're not a rose on the road
Or a pretty lamp from Aladdin
It's not all the promises that are on my table today
It's not the peace and joy, it's not the light that illuminates me

It's the way you look at me, that effort to save me
That leads you to give your life for love
The way you wait for me, the obsession to forgive me
That despite my baseness and my pain
Always leaves me in debt to your love

It's not the fact of knowing I'm redeemed
It's not the heaven you promised me
It's not the Sun that warms me, it's not the bread that feeds me
I don't have the words when I think of you

And I had never tried to find you
And now all I want is to find you
It's not a matter of conscience, nor any other experience
It's not out of fear, nor care, nor by force, nor forced

It's the way you look at me