I look Up to the skies
And remember your goodbye...

Dreams can come true
But I already have you...

Dicen que la distancia mata el amor
Que amor sera...

How do I look to tomorrow
And forget the words said...

Lost in this world
With no sense of success...

A person I call Mom
Sick once again...

My life passing me by
And not a single love...

This guilt, this frustation, these games...
This fear of life...

I gently feel my face
As I lay to rest in this bed...

I look at this window
See nothing but dark...

With a friend like you
I could wake up everyday...

Every falling tear
The picture becomes more clear...