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The sky isn't already color blue
It's already getting dark
And there aren't any noise
Just the music in my car
The music who talks me about you
That remembers me that you have gone
I'd want to be so near from you
I'm losing the sense, hey
And the night
It wraps me soaking in my car
And the crying of the sky hides me
And the windshield wipers dry my tears
And there is your high school door,
And you won't leave this afternoon
I don't understand, you don't love me anymore?
It hasn't been that long
But it doesn't stop raining
And you will have taken the bus
And I'll stay here asleep
Waiting for the light to wake me up
In my car
The music sounds in my car
Your girl kisses in the night
And it can still hear the echo of your laughter
In the back seat
The sky is gray and yellow
There is no one left in the neighborhood
It's just always in the same site
The macarra of a year ago
I put the contact again
And my heart starts to work
I light one after another cigar
Watching the rain slide
In my car
The music sounds in my car
Your girl kisses in the night
I'd like to get out in my car
I would like to crash in my car
And far from here in my car
And far from here...
And far from here, yeah
In my car
In my car
In my car
In my car
In my car
In my car
In my car
