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Looking through the window I could spend
a couple of mornings or an eternity
imagining what is behind the curtains
and then, a road appears without you
and an alarm tells me that when going to sleep
I had seventy lost memories
But, if one day you see me floating alone
you could finally think
that it's official, I have lost my mind for you
at the moment we are doing great, very very great
I could do it again
If I forget that it's your anniversary
the therapy is helping me
some days I am and other days I just know
nostalgia always leaves you fragile
my emotional nonconformity
keeps asking for your bed and the ritual
that are your skies in small doses
sometimes I would like to hug much more
the indelible seal of all friendship
and, besides I know it, sometimes I'm cold
They are always telling me:
Don't listen to your head and obey your heart
But, what do you have to do when you heart is losing its head?
at the moment we are doing great, very very great
I could do it again
If I forget that it's your anniversary
Is just that sometumes it tires
it exhausts our soul, the constant acting
It's six o'clock in the morning
Don't turn on the light
I don't want to surrender yet
Don't turn on the light
Is just that the time passes
and always wins the competition
Is just that sometumes it tires
it exhausts our soul, the constant acting
Escape, escape
seventy lost memories, and it was you
Escape, escape
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