I see you.
Here, there...
The Wanderer
In the days before I wandered...
Cling to his memories
on her way to that railway station...
my bones are cold...
they are empty...
I walk, and she sways-
I grin, and she smiles...
You stood there, at the summit of my
merciless memory...
Te trate de amar cuando tu no te supiste querer
Sabes que me partió el alma verte as...
All I see is the red stain on her brightly...
as she leans down to kiss my cheek and whisper...
While you were claiming to protect me from others
Someone should had protected me from you...
As much as I
Try to remove...
Once I heard you cry
on the phone...
Been back and forth with u
without a ping pong...