Atravesándote
Vanesa Martín
Crossing Through You
Your place, my place, your stuff, my stuff
Your mind and mine stayed there
I don't understand the way you see it
I don't understand what you're trying to tell me now
Your hair, your mouth, your hands touch me
My hair, my mouth want to die
Can't you see I can't continue this charade?
Can't you see I can't go on like this?
You want to come back and I don't understand a thing
You want to come back and I don't understand a thing
I'm crossing through you, we both know
That even in the middle of the dunes
The desert is far away
I'm crossing through you, we both know
That even in the middle of the dunes
The desert is far away
The desert is far away
I look in the mirror, I already feel you far away
The silence on the carpet wrinkles and goes away
I wear my skin, I don't want to lose
Anything that life brings me
There are people who search for their deep story
Others who prefer the superficial
I'm not looking, I'm finding myself
I already said once that I let myself go
You want to come back and I don't understand a thing
You want to come back and I don't understand a thing
I'm crossing through you, we both know
That even in the middle of the dunes
The desert is far away
I'm crossing through you, we both know
That even in the middle of the dunes
The desert is far away
The desert is far away