Idioma Origen:
holding my breath for a whole month
if I held your breath, at least we would touch
keeping from you keeps me from sleep
it´s just this bad beat that I can´t keep
oh girl it´s true; i can never be away from you
it like you gloss your lips with glue
oh we kiss and I am stuck to you
my heart´s on the floorm my feet like lead
I´d be quite the tour but I´m already dead
our only connection is sinthetically
we show our affection electronically
oh girl it´s true; i can never be away from you
it like you gloss your lips with glue
oh we kiss and I am stuck to you
we lock lips and throw they keep out
till it slips that I must leave town
our love reaches across oceans
to your beache´s lonely notions
oh girl it´s true; i can never be away from you
it like you gloss your lips with glue
oh we kiss and I am stuck to you
Idioma Destino:
holding my breath for a whole month
if I held your breath, at least we would touch
keeping from you keeps me from sleep
it´s just this bad beat that I can´t keep
oh girl it´s true; i can never be away from you
it like you gloss your lips with glue
oh we kiss and I am stuck to you
my heart´s on the floorm my feet like lead
I´d be quite the tour but I´m already dead
our only connection is sinthetically
we show our affection electronically
oh girl it´s true; i can never be away from you
it like you gloss your lips with glue
oh we kiss and I am stuck to you
we lock lips and throw they keep out
till it slips that I must leave town
our love reaches across oceans
to your beache´s lonely notions
oh girl it´s true; i can never be away from you
it like you gloss your lips with glue
oh we kiss and I am stuck to you