Y pienso en lo que hablamos hoy... y pienso en lo que hicimos hoy...
Y siento que de cierta forma tienes razon... pero tambien siento que podemos cambiar eso... con esfuerzo y voluntad, con ganas (si, siempre las hay ^^)... con deseo de hacerlo...
Y miro mi mano... y veo una de las cosas mas bellas de este mundo (porque tu arte es hermoso)
Vuelvo a pensar... y miro hacia mi armario...
"Definitivamente debo hacer una limpieza en mi casa"...
Decidi sacar ese dibujo de ahi, y es que nunca fue mio...
Y no se que hacer con "Marie", pero sabe derechito al montoncito de cosas por guardar...
Sigo mirando... tienes razon, hay mucho recuerdos en mi pieza...
Y me digo a mi misma que es hora de limpiar... solo que deberemos esperar hasta el proximo semestre (si, ocupado y complicado... pero tomando tu mano todo tendra sentido ^^)
...
Que miedo, seguir adelante da mas miedo de lo que pense... pero es de ese miedo "rico", ese que te mantiene alerta y pendiente de las cosas.
Y winamp sigue en su empeño de no dejarme en paz...
Y hoy esta cancion toma cierto sentido, pero solo un poco... porque el resto lo dara el tiempo...
Underneath Your Clothes - Shakira
You're a song
Written by the hands of god
Don't get me wrong cause
This might sound to you a bit odd
But you own the place
Where all my thoughts go hiding
And right under your clothes
Is where I find them
Underneath Your Clothes
There's an endless story
There's the man I chose
There's my territory
And all the things I deserve
For being such a good girl honey
Because of you
I forgot the smart ways to lie
Because of you
I'm running out of reasons to cry
When the friends are gone
When the party's over
We will still belong to each other
(Chorus)
Underneath Your Clothes
There's an endless story
There's the man I chose
There's my territory
And all the things I deserve
For being such a good girl honey
I love you more than all that's on the planet
Movin' talkin' walkin' breathing
You know it's true
Oh baby it's so funny
You almost don't believe it
As every voice is hanging from the silence
Lamps are hanging from the celing
Like a lady to her good manners
I'm tied up to this feeling
Underneath Your Clothes
There's an endless story
There's the man I chose
There's my territory
And all the things I deserve
For being such a good girl honey
You're a song
Written by the hands of god
Don't get me wrong cause
This might sound to you a bit odd
But you own the place
Where all my thoughts go hiding
And right under your clothes
Is where I find them
Underneath Your Clothes
There's an endless story
There's the man I chose
There's my territory
And all the things I deserve
For being such a good girl honey
Because of you
I forgot the smart ways to lie
Because of you
I'm running out of reasons to cry
When the friends are gone
When the party's over
We will still belong to each other
(Chorus)
Underneath Your Clothes
There's an endless story
There's the man I chose
There's my territory
And all the things I deserve
For being such a good girl honey
I love you more than all that's on the planet
Movin' talkin' walkin' breathing
You know it's true
Oh baby it's so funny
You almost don't believe it
As every voice is hanging from the silence
Lamps are hanging from the celing
Like a lady to her good manners
I'm tied up to this feeling
Underneath Your Clothes
There's an endless story
There's the man I chose
There's my territory
And all the things I deserve
For being such a good girl honey
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