It's 2 in the morning
And I'm still writing to you
My mind misses you
And I remember with you
When you used to call me
Every Sunday
And knowing that I loved you
You played with me

It wasn't that hard, to explain things
To say that you wanted gold, when I was looking for roses
I don't care if I cry, I already have everything against me
For you I erase the account, and we start another one
And tell me, what do you think if we pack our bags
And to live we look for another planet
On the way to finally get to the disco
And put together a complete movie

Where I am your prince and you are my Cinderella
Where I wake up next to you after a nap
Where being happy doesn't have a recipe
And every scar has its story

This love thing has no mystery
And it even seems easy to me if I take it seriously
Thanks to those who continue and those who left
And cheers to those who knew me on the 15th
I've changed so much that I don't even know myself
And sometimes I even think I've gone crazy
At night I play concerts in my dreams
But it passes because I sleep very little

I wish those dreams were longer
Sometimes I feel good, and when receiving compliments
From people who get on board with the things I do
My clouds are made of lyrics and my lakes of voices

Sometimes I wonder why our love doesn't work
If we give everything we end up with nothing
I think about you every day in my bed (my bed)
And I consult you lying on my pillow
Sometimes I think about you and you don't talk to me (you don't talk to me)
Because every time you talk to me you fail me (you fail me)
There's something in me that I miss
Having your love all day and I don't lack anything

What do you think if we pack our bags
And to live we look for another planet
On the way to finally get to the disco
And put together a complete movie
Where I am your prince and you are my Cinderella
Where I wake up next to you after a nap
Where being happy doesn't have a recipe
And every scar has its story

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