Across The Deep Blue Ocean

Al destino le gusta jugar conmigo... lo ha hecho desde que nací y por eso la vida en su avalancha me arrastró, pero al salvarme hallar pude protección y abrigo donde curar mi corazón herido.... por el amor.

Una cruz mas en el panteón de mis fantasmas...

Dicen que el amor de lejos no es estúpido ni ciego, es simplemente porque el amor de esas dos personas es tan grande que no cabe en la misma ciudad....

Mi experiencia dice que el amor de lejos no funciona. Es como querer cuidar de tu planta en China cuando acabas de mudarte a Alaska....

I need to see you. This feeling isn´t just a caprice, it´s a need. I wish you could understand me… You know I´ve try to understand you, but I´ve think and think and the only possible excuse for you is that you don’t trust me, and that hurts, so I prefer not to think anymore, but the need comes again and I feel awful.

I´m falling in love in here, but somehow… I feel alone.

We are away, so away. I´ve had a question for some time now…. Why you? Why then? Why there? From all the places, from all the schools, from all the rooms, from all the times, the years, the days, the people, it was you and me, who were supposed to meet.