Y eso mismo me ha pasado con esta canción.
Ahora me río, lo publico por lo curioso que me resulta (aunque la primera frase realmente me da escalofríos).
¿Que vino antes, la música o la tristeza...?
Ahí va un resumen de mis sentimientos de un trimestre entero; good job, Mark.
Here I am again in this mean old town
And you're so far away from me
And where are you when the sun goes down
You're so far away from me
And you're so far away from me
And where are you when the sun goes down
You're so far away from me
You're so far away from me
You're so far I just can't see
You're so far away from me
You're so far away from me
I'm tired of being in love and being all alone
When you're so far away from me
I'm tired of making out on the telephone
'Cause you're so far away from me
You're so far I just can't see
You're so far away from me
You're so far away from me
I'm tired of being in love and being all alone
When you're so far away from me
I'm tired of making out on the telephone
'Cause you're so far away from me
You're so far away from me
You're so far I just can't see
You're so far away from me
You're so far away from me
And I get so tired when I have to explain
When you're so far away from me
See, you´ve been in the sun and I've been in the rain
And you're so far away from me
You're so far I just can't see
You're so far away from me
You're so far away from me
And I get so tired when I have to explain
When you're so far away from me
See, you´ve been in the sun and I've been in the rain
And you're so far away from me
You're so far away from me
You're so far I just can't see
You're so far away from me
You're so far away from me
You're so far away from me
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You're so far I just can't see
You're so far away from me
You're so far away from me
You're so far away from me
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