Lyrics Nostalgia - Sebalter

Nostalgia

Small last days
of a past which is just
a blury shape in my mind
a blury shape in my nights
It’s too late, really late
when we grow we get lost
in the mirrow
of a perfect life, perfect life.
You can make some more love
you can make some more lies
it’s been walking in all the street
gets some adorn your skin
I prefer to walk along
don’t you see the gettin on
Have you ever fall only heart?
Have you aver fall only heart?