I hate to see when the train moves away
and see your tears fall on the sidewalk
if there is no destination just feel that I love
when I see the end of Via sorry that I die
Miles in my head want to have you become
I do not mind having to suffer sometimes in order to see
I need to feel in my heat without you becomes
siendote cold honest I do not want to settle
feel about not wanting it further apart.
Ire up where needed just to be with you
so I do not give up and follow this road
but there are obstacles
may stand nothing can stop us nothing
is strong enough.
Live hoping a three-way round but
Why you try to fuck me?
Do not you realize that in my story, just send it?
And also me and you are not welcome in our story of two
Thou shalt not grow pain
do not get a lament are responsible
that my time goes slowly scratched me all over
and nothing at once, but I love every second,
every hour and every month more and more ...
Discussions distance hurt much more
of what appear to be converted.
I look forward to that sand clock
live off the days down until time
stand to part no never ever
and not have to go this route anymore.
My punishment will be time, distance,
distancing know I'm not lying when I say I love you,
I can not see every day but if my
thought that if I'm honest I do not get out of here for a moment ...
Because of her I have to imagine,
Watching you in photos, months, hours minutes every second is valuable,
for her separate hearts are broken in pieces
But neither distance nor time will be with us ... (bis)
And yes, I'm almost always silent distrust olles
my beats in the distance you carry in my heart you have
their keys nothing can separate us and besides you never know.
Everything is against us unless the butterflies,
the stars and the sky pink dresses.
I have to take every second with you for after a via
our separate ways for later re-join,
Why?, I do not ... fuck! I never want to mourn!
Here's impatience seizes me every day dream
to be awake with you always, making our plans
in the near future you and I, alone, holding hands
Midweek always hope to be a Friday
and take the train to take me to see you, I hate Mondays
but not work if not take the train to
Three days before he brought me.
We are separated but united by our heartbeats
share a via,
destination sky ...
The distance, time,
not favor us but the distance
is narrowing because our love grows.
The time is eternal, the distance poison
you and I scream loud because we need to see us.
I mock the time, spitting out the miles,
dry tears, stop being sad to be happy far away ...?
I want to go away, but you
and to leave the burden of the death penalty in this paper.
Calls, messages increase the desire to shorten a deadline
the urge to kiss you to give you a hug.
I wish I could tell you not to expect
that nothing will separate us that the past left behind ...
Because of her I have to imagine, watching you in photos,
months hours minutes every second is valuable,
for her separate hearts are broken in pieces
But neither distance nor time will be with us ... (bis)
The distance ... is what stands between us
there is a way I'm going to go to be with you ...
The distance ...