Amante En Secreto
Sebastian Mendoza
Secret Lover
she waits at her window
for the morning to come without imagining that today won't come
she thinks about the time that passes by restlessly
and her heart can't bear it
I am a simple boy waiting for her hands
to give me a tender caress and nothing more
I love her in silence and feel her like the wind
but she doesn't want it, doesn't want to accept it
let me be your secret lover
and let me be the creator of your dreams
I promise I will never make you suffer and promise I will always be here
she waits at her window for the morning to come
without imagining that today won't come
I am a simple boy...