23 de septiembre de 2011

Under the bridge

Sometimes, I feel like I don't have a partner. Sometimes, I feel like my only friend is the city I live in; the city of angels: lonely as I am. Together we cry.
I drive on her streets, 'Cause she's my companion. I walk through her hills, 'Cause she knows who I amShe sees my good deeds, and she kisses me windy. I never worry. Now that is a lie.
I don't ever want to feel like I did that day. Take me to the place I love. Take me all the way.
It's hard to believe that there's nobody out there. It's hard to believe that I'm all alone. At least I have her love.. The city, she loves me. Lonely as I am, together we cry.
Under the bridge downtown is where I drew some blood. Under the bridge downtown I could not get enough. Under the bridge downtown forgot about my love. Under the bridge downtown I gave my life away.


Quien vive de ilusiones muere de desencanto -

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