Idioma Origen:
I walk the streets of Japan till I get lost
Cause it doesn´t remind me of anything
With a graveyard tan carrying a cross
Cause it doesn´t remind me of anything
I like studying faces in a parking lot
Cause it doesn´t remind me of anything
I like driving backwards in the fog
Cause it doesn´t remind me of anything
[Chorus]
The things that I´ve loved the things that I´ve lost
The things I´ve held sacred that I´ve dropped
I won´t lie no more you can bet
I don´t want to learn what I´ll need to forget
I like gypsy moths and radio talk
Cause it doesn´t remind me of anything
I like gospel music and canned applause
Cause it doesn´t remind me of anything
I like colorful clothing in the sun
Cause it doesn´t remind me of anything
I ilke hammering nails and speaking in tongues
Cause it doesn´t remind me of anything
[Chorus]
The things that I´ve loved the things that I´ve lost
The things I´ve held sacred that I´ve dropped
I won´t lie no more you can bet
I don´t want to learn what I´ll need to forget
Bend and shape me
I love the way you are
Slow and sweetly
Like never before
Calm and sleeping
We won´t stir up the past
So descretely
We won´t look back
[Chorus]
The things that I´ve loved the things that I´ve lost
The things I´ve held sacred that I´ve dropped
I won´t lie no more you can bet
I don´t want to learn what I´ll need to forget
I like throwing my voice and breaking guitars
Cause it doesn´t remind me of anything
I like playing in the sand what´s mine is ours
If it doesn´t remind me of anything
Idioma Destino:
I walk the streets of Japan till I get lost
Cause it doesn´t remind me of anything
With a graveyard tan carrying a cross
Cause it doesn´t remind me of anything
I like studying faces in a parking lot
Cause it doesn´t remind me of anything
I like driving backwards in the fog
Cause it doesn´t remind me of anything
[Chorus]
The things that I´ve loved the things that I´ve lost
The things I´ve held sacred that I´ve dropped
I won´t lie no more you can bet
I don´t want to learn what I´ll need to forget
I like gypsy moths and radio talk
Cause it doesn´t remind me of anything
I like gospel music and canned applause
Cause it doesn´t remind me of anything
I like colorful clothing in the sun
Cause it doesn´t remind me of anything
I ilke hammering nails and speaking in tongues
Cause it doesn´t remind me of anything
[Chorus]
The things that I´ve loved the things that I´ve lost
The things I´ve held sacred that I´ve dropped
I won´t lie no more you can bet
I don´t want to learn what I´ll need to forget
Bend and shape me
I love the way you are
Slow and sweetly
Like never before
Calm and sleeping
We won´t stir up the past
So descretely
We won´t look back
[Chorus]
The things that I´ve loved the things that I´ve lost
The things I´ve held sacred that I´ve dropped
I won´t lie no more you can bet
I don´t want to learn what I´ll need to forget
I like throwing my voice and breaking guitars
Cause it doesn´t remind me of anything
I like playing in the sand what´s mine is ours
If it doesn´t remind me of anything