La Huella
Vanesa Martín
The Trace
I try
I carry on my wrists all the time
With the countdown in motion
I want but I can't reach
It suffocates me
Seeing what I feel among cardboard
Rearranging all the moments
I don't know what's wrong with me
Chemistry is something natural
It hurts every time we decide where everything stands
You know I haven't searched for mud in the sand
The mystery of a yesterday that left me the trace
Of an eternal doubt in the messy bed
That now just wants to know more about me
I'm sorry
Everything starts for a reason
Who shoots at Achilles' heel
I feel like running non-stop
I sense
That my activity is the counterpoint
Of a love that in a single second
Has reached the final stretch
It's your scent and sometimes habit
That confuses me at times
It blows my mind and changes again
It hurts every time we decide where everything stands
You know I haven't searched for mud in the sand
The mystery of a yesterday that left me the trace
Of an eternal doubt in the messy bed
That now just wants to know more about me
It hurts every time we decide where everything stands
You know I haven't searched for mud in the sand
The mystery of a yesterday that left me the trace
Of an eternal doubt in the messy bed
That now just wants to know more about me
And you come to tell me that nothing happened
That everything is the same
And I look at you like a stranger
Who doesn't know who's coming
And you come back and hold me tight
And I tell you to let go and I want to stop
I don't know how to get my body back
Chemistry is something natural
It hurts every time we decide where everything stands
You know I haven't searched for mud in the sand
The mystery of a yesterday that left me the trace
Of an eternal doubt in the messy bed
That now just wants to know more about me
It hurts every time we decide where everything stands
You know I haven't searched for mud in the sand
The mystery of a yesterday that left me the trace
Of an eternal doubt in the messy bed
That now just wants to know more about me
I try
I carry on my wrists all the time