Lo Que Me Toca

How hard it is to hold you back
Right here by my side
It's like trying to eclipse the Sun in the summer

When you're here, you drink from my skin
You drink from my hand
And at dawn, the pleasure slips away
The miracle ends

It drives me crazy, just knowing
That there's another mouth tasting your honey
But I must understand
That what he despises
Is what's my turn