Just like you said it would be
Life goes easy on me
Most of the time
And so it's
The shorter story
No love, no glory
No hero in her sky
Life goes easy on me
Most of the time
And so it's
The shorter story
No love, no glory
No hero in her sky
I can't take my eyes of you
I can't take my eyes of you
I can't take my eyes of you
I can't take my eyes of you
I can't take my eyes of you
I can't take my eyes...
I can't take my eyes of you
I can't take my eyes of you
I can't take my eyes of you
I can't take my eyes of you
I can't take my eyes...
And so it's
Just like you said it should be
We'll both forget the breeze
Most of the time
And so it's
The colder water
The blower's daughter
The pupil in denial
Just like you said it should be
We'll both forget the breeze
Most of the time
And so it's
The colder water
The blower's daughter
The pupil in denial
I can't take my eyes of you
I can't take my eyes of you
I can't take my eyes of you
I can't take my eyes of you
I can't take my eyes of you
I can't take my eyes...
I can't take my eyes of you
I can't take my eyes of you
I can't take my eyes of you
I can't take my eyes of you
I can't take my eyes...
Did I say that I loathe you?
Did I say that I want to
Leave it all behind?
Did I say that I want to
Leave it all behind?
I can't take my mind of you
I can't take my mind of you
I can't take my mind of you
I can't take my mind of you
I can't take my mind of you
I can't take my mind...
My mind...my mind...
Until I find somebody new
I can't take my mind of you
I can't take my mind of you
I can't take my mind of you
I can't take my mind of you
I can't take my mind...
My mind...my mind...
Until I find somebody new
Una caminata durante una fría tarde de domingo, a lo largo de un parque escuchando música, bastaron para convencerme que no podía perderme ese concierto. Qué importaba lo improvisado, qué importaba ni si quiera saber dónde quedaba el Caupolicán. Qué importaba tener 7 lukas en el bolsillo, costando 22 la entrada. Qué importaba haber trasnochado la noche anterior, y ni si quiera haber llegado a mi casa. Qué importaba todo lo adverso de la situación. Qué importaba todo. Lo único que me quedaba claro al caminar escuchando esa voz tan dulce, era que hasta ese momento no había tomado real consciencia de que no podía perderme esa experiencia, y simplemente la intuición me guió. ¿Por qué? no había lógica para esa situación. ¿Qué esperaba conseguir si mis posibilidades reales eran nulas?. Nunca lo supe. Sólo sabía que no podía irme sin intentarlo.
Aún estoy pegado con tu concierto, Anneke... erí seca, tu carisma escénico e interpretación vocal superaron mis expectativas.
Hay voces que te conmueven, la tuya es una de ésas...
