Colgando En Tus Manos
Marta Sanchez
Hanging In Your Hands
Maybe it wasn't a coincidence to meet you,
Maybe destiny made this happen.
I want to fall asleep again on your chest
And then wake up to your kisses.
Your sixth sense dreams of me
I know we will soon be together.
That mischievous smile that lives with me
I know I will soon be on your path.
You know I'm hanging in your hands
So don't let me fall
You know I'm hanging in your hands.
I send you poems in my own handwriting
I send you songs from 4.40
I send you photos of us dining in Marbella
And when we were in Venezuela
So you remember me and keep in mind
That my heart is hanging in your hands
Be careful, be careful, my heart is hanging in your hands.
I won't lose hope of talking to you,
I don't care what destiny says.
I want to have your fragrance with me,
And drink what's forbidden from you.
You know I'm hanging in your hands
So don't let me fall
You know I'm hanging in your hands.
I send you poems in my own handwriting
I send you songs from 4.40
I send you photos of us dining in Marbella
And when we were in Venezuela
So you remember me and keep in mind
That my heart is hanging in your hands
Be careful, be careful, my heart is hanging in your hands.
Be careful, be careful, very careful, be careful
I won't lose hope of being with you
Be careful, very careful
I want to drink what's forbidden from you
Be careful, very careful
I want to wake up kissing all...
All your tenderness my girl my life I need you
I send you poems in my own handwriting
I send you songs from 4.40
I send you photos of us dining in Marbella
And when we were in Venezuela
So you remember me and keep in mind
That my heart is hanging in your hands
Be careful, be careful, my heart is hanging in your hands.