Na Hora H
Pablo
At the Right Time
Right at the right time in front of the altar
She sees me and tells him no
The priest insists on asking
If there's someone to object
Speak before this union
I tried to hold back, but couldn't bear it
When I looked at her
Your priest there at that altar is me
Who should be holding her hand
He stole my life, my scene
My ending, I was left without her
Like a radio with no signal
Leaning on the window
Confessing to the dawn that my life is her
He stole my life, my scene
My ending, I was left without her
Like a radio with no signal
Leaning on the window
Confessing to the dawn that my life is her
