Baby, what happened?
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Alejandro, I am not going to continue with the same
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But with the same thing, what are you talking about?
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I'm leaving here, I need changes, everything tires me
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"Changes"? If you have everything, what are you talking about?
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Yes Alejandro, “changes”
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The material and your fame do not fill me nor will they fill me
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I'm going to change the number, don't try to get me please
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I am not interested in knowing anything about you
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carbon fiber music
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You made your decisions, another day passes and I miss you
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They don't know how it hurts to see that you're not for me anymore
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They say that it is not necessary to have you to be happy
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But no one is going through what I'm going through
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And, I try to continue and I can't do anything
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How to get used to the fact that tomorrow you leave
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I don't want to say goodbye to you
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But I'm still here, forever I'll be
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You can be far away, where the snow falls
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You can be in a desert or in any relief
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And I'm going to write you letters for FeDex to take to you
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To the mailbox of the house to where you make your life when you renew it
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Girl, I'm not going to deny you that it hurts
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Accept that you are not mine and that I lost the property with everything and papers
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I'm going to look for you with a poster and with the posters
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Saying carry me in your bags when you fly
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Scales of life, no matter what I ask
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I'm satisfied that you're happy with everything you decide
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I have always got up from the falls
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But it's not my fault that I shed tears while writing to you
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You made your decisions, another day passes and I miss you
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They don't know how it hurts to see that you're not for me anymore
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They say that it is not necessary to have you to be happy
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But no one is going through what I'm going through
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And, I try to continue and I can't do anything
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How to get used to the fact that tomorrow you leave
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I don't want to say goodbye to you
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But I'm still here, forever I'll be
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I ask God not to let you go
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I follow you on Instagram so I can see you
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So long and I haven't met you
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It makes me want to put you in a glass box to protect you
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Or put yourself in a place where you can't fall
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I seldom cry, I seldom pray
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And I don't sing, but I put on autotune and I make you a chorus
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I have a reservation on the moon to be alone
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Tell me if I become the Ralph Lauren of your polo
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I have a thousand stories to tell but let them know
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A thousand things to say I doubt they fit
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And baby, I'm realistic Custom says I'm not going, not to dress
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What is yours will return without being insisted (Almighty!)
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You made your decisions, another day passes and I miss you
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They don't know how it hurts to see that you're not for me anymore
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They say that it is not necessary to have you to be happy
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But no one is going through what I'm going through
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And, I try to continue and I can't do anything
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How to get used to the fact that tomorrow you leave
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I don't want to say goodbye to you
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But I'm still here, forever I'll be |