Malos días, acumulación de actividades... y casi cortocircuito. Casi. Y casi es casi nada.
Me hizo bien escuchar, vaso de vino y aire fresco de por medio, esta conmovedora voz... y me hizo sentir chiquito como siempre, frágil, a punto de quebrarme, y ser humano no está mal, siempre y cuando sea para pisar de nuevo la tierra.
Y sentir que hacen falta brazos que protejan, y que refugien.
Y extrañar lo que tengo en alguna parte, para saberlo valorar mejor
Y en eso estoy... creyendo que me caigo, pero no, todavía no.
Help meI think I'm falling
In love again
When I get that crazy feeling
I know I'm in trouble again
I'm in trouble'
Cause you're a rambler and a gambler
And a sweet taIking ladies man
And you love your lovin'
But not like you love your freedom
Help meI think I'm falling
In love too fast
It's got me hoping for the future
And worrying about the past'
Cause I've seen some hot hot blazes
Come down to smoke and ash
We love our lovin'
But not like we love our freedom
Didn't it feel good
We were sitting there talking
Or lying there not talking
Didn't it feel good
You dance with the lady
With the hole in her stocking
Didn't it feel good
Didn't it feel good
Help meI think I'm falling
In love with you
Are you going to let me go there by myself
That's such a lonely thing to do
Both of us flirting around
Flirting and flirting
Hurting too
We love our lovin'
But not like we love our freedom
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