She entered to my life as a dream,
where an owner didn't exist,
nor a time or place.
That small dream became giant,
and I needed every second
to have her by my side.
There's no flower with a scent so soft.
I breathe her aroma and I feel her within me.
She dances barefoot, she glides through the air.
She colors my space with the caresses I gave to her.
And now I'm a homeless
in the streets of her love,
living in the sidewalks of her heart.
And I cover myself with cardboard,
in a sea of alleys.
I'm dressed in rags of illusions
and the left over kisses,
that's the handout she gives me.
Misery, my love, I changed my misery
for those beautiful things that I gave to you.
A love to be loved in its own way
can't be, if she doesn't let me love her.
I draw her body with the steam of my breath,
behind the crystal, she disappears again.
And now, my girl, you evaporate in silence.
The night is cold. Let's wait for the dawn.
And now I'm a homeless
in the streets of her love,
living in the sidewalks of her heart.
And I cover myself with cardboard,
in a sea of alleys.
I'm dressed in rags of illusions
and the left over kisses,
that's the handout she gives me.
And I cover myself with cardboard,
in a sea of alleys.
I'm dressed in rags of illusions
and the left over kisses,
that's the handout she gives me.