Siete vidas tiene un gato
Como una y cuento cien
Y como de hablar no canso
Voy y te como a ti también
Little things
Your hands fits in mine
like it´s made just for me
but bear this in mind
it was meant to be
and I´m joining up the dots
with the freckles on your cheeks
and it all makes sense to me.
Beside you
Within a minute I was all packed up
I´ve got a ticket to another world
I don´t wanna go, I don´t wanna go
Silent words are hard to speak
When your thoughts are all I see
Don´t ever leave, she said to me.
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