La Flor

You didn’t water it and it died
The flower wilted away
Now there’s nothing left
And like everything comes to an end
So did our love
And you want me
But I
Need the warmth
That reminds me I always
Have myself
If you’re not by my side
My heart
I don’t want you asking me
What happened tonight
I don’t want to know shit
About those accusations you threw
In the car on the way home
And I don’t know what’s up that at midnight
I try to call you
But my phone doesn’t recognize me
And I’m still in love with the voices
With the fights and the smoke
(I swear I won’t end up behind bars)

The day I meet your parents
I can’t promise I’ll be sober
But I’ll do everything I can to keep it cool
And we’ve been at this for a while
But you can’t change what we’ve got
Inside
I can’t afford that little place in the city
But wear that dress, I’ll take you to the concert
And that day we see each other with gray hair and wrinkles on our skin
We’ll have to talk about so much
For now, silence is the best I can sing to you
And the best I painted was our name on the
Bank, yeah

Talking about love, babe
If one day you promised the sky
And then it got cloudy
The moon and all the stars
So many words, dreams, and hopes
There’s nothing left
The flower wilted away
They told me you’re back in Madrid
Tell me when you’re leaving, if you’ve got a place to sleep
I haven’t stopped thinking about you
Even if you saw me happy
Being lost out there, nights in Bombay
That’s why I don’t write to you, or else I’d be lying
And I’ve heard you’re
Back around here
I searched the whole city
I didn’t even know how to talk to you when I saw you (and I stayed quiet)

And I haven’t stopped thinking about you
Even if you saw me happy
Being lost out there, nights like a bandit in the moonlight
I have a path in my hand, that I forbade myself that day

Talking about love, babe
If one day you promised the sky
And then it got cloudy
The moon and all the stars
So many words, dreams, and hopes
There’s nothing left
The flower wilted away
I feel like I only breathe if you’re not here
My soul is empty, everything tastes like loneliness
Everything is so cold
If the warmth you give me
No matter how hard I try to come back
It’ll all be pain
The flower wilted away.