its all what i want every night (all the night)
but the knuckles of my hands have been locked
for my good luck
unfortunately
I let you...
run
...run, run, run
don´t listen to my wail
go ahead...
go fast
my tear may scare you
do not panic
I like to be broken
by a name
by your name.
I would send you an " I miss you" tonight
but I shout to the wind
your name,
is not the same
but that I can kiss you
every night before bed.
...run, run, run
don´t listen to my wail.
 
 
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