Sunday, 11 January 2015

Arándanos de domingo


There's no need to argue anymore. 
I gave all I could, but it left me so sore. 

And the thing that makes me mad,
Is the one thing that I had, 

I knew, I knew, 
I'd lose you. 

You'll always be special to me, 
Special to me, to me. 


And I remember all the things we once shared, 
Watching T.V. movies on the living room armchair. 

But they say it will work out fine.
Was it all a waste of time. 

'Cause I knew, I knew, 
I'd lose you. 

You'll always be special to me, 
Special to me, to me. 


Will I forget in time
You said I was on your mind? 

There's no need to argue, 
No need to argue anymore. 
There's no need to argue anymore.

A veces se me olvida que hay  atajos para llegar a mi misma.





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