With a cigarette in your mouth and your hands reaching out for something
If I could, if I could wear all your clothes I'd still be different
And if I had your speaking voice I'd never whisper
I'd talk and talk and talk
Meet me in front of the room where we kissed
Where you changed me, estranged me
Where no one resists
Where I followed you, hollowed by you
Sé que hasta cierto punto fue verdad.
Y por esa pequeña certeza te estaré esperando.
Y por esa pequeña certeza te estaré esperando.