Idioma Origen:
As I'm walking down the street
As I'm stepping to the beat
I'm thinking 'bout everything
That you said to me
And how could you be so cold
And how could this love grow old
And I blame you
Don't know what else to do
As I'm walking down the street
As I'm stepping to the beat
I'm thinking 'bout you and me
And the way things used to be
When desire got a hold of us
When the lights went down the two of us
Were so wrapped up
It was rapturous
No one else [echo]
[repeat]
As I'm walking down the street
As I'm stepping to the beat
I'm thinking 'bout everything
That you said to me
And how could you be so cold
And how could this love grow old
And I blame you
Don't know what else to do
No one else [echo]
[repeat]
Idioma Destino:
As I'm walking down the street
As I'm stepping to the beat
I'm thinking 'bout everything
That you said to me
And how could you be so cold
And how could this love grow old
And I blame you
Don't know what else to do
As I'm walking down the street
As I'm stepping to the beat
I'm thinking 'bout you and me
And the way things used to be
When desire got a hold of us
When the lights went down the two of us
Were so wrapped up
It was rapturous
No one else [echo]
[repeat]
As I'm walking down the street
As I'm stepping to the beat
I'm thinking 'bout everything
That you said to me
And how could you be so cold
And how could this love grow old
And I blame you
Don't know what else to do
No one else [echo]
[repeat]