Idioma Origen:
Thereīs a photo in an album he donīt notice anymore
Thatīs me, thatīs me
Thereīs a stack of cards and letters buried deep inside a drawer
Thatīs me, thatīs me
And the shirt that I once slept in hanging loose behind the door
Tossed aside so carelessly
Thatīs me, oh thatīs me
Thereīs a picture in my wallet and one less faded in my mind
Thatīs him, thatīs him
Thereīs a name that always haunts me and it slips from time to time
Thatīs him, thatīs him
Thereīs a yearning that I feel in my heart and in my soul
An old flame thatīll never dim
Thatīs him, I know thatīs him
(Thatīs me)
Hanginī on to the end
(Thatīs me)
Starting all over again
(Thatīs love)
Oh thatīs the way it goes
Thereīs a woman in the chapel in the back row by herself
Thatīs me, thatīs me
And a man at the altar says "I do" to someone else
Thatīs him, thatīs him
As the wedding party leaves throwing rice and wishing well
A single tear falls silently
Thatīs me, oh Lord thatīs me
Oh, thatīs me
Thatīs me
Idioma Destino:
Thereīs a photo in an album he donīt notice anymore
Thatīs me, thatīs me
Thereīs a stack of cards and letters buried deep inside a drawer
Thatīs me, thatīs me
And the shirt that I once slept in hanging loose behind the door
Tossed aside so carelessly
Thatīs me, oh thatīs me
Thereīs a picture in my wallet and one less faded in my mind
Thatīs him, thatīs him
Thereīs a name that always haunts me and it slips from time to time
Thatīs him, thatīs him
Thereīs a yearning that I feel in my heart and in my soul
An old flame thatīll never dim
Thatīs him, I know thatīs him
(Thatīs me)
Hanginī on to the end
(Thatīs me)
Starting all over again
(Thatīs love)
Oh thatīs the way it goes
Thereīs a woman in the chapel in the back row by herself
Thatīs me, thatīs me
And a man at the altar says "I do" to someone else
Thatīs him, thatīs him
As the wedding party leaves throwing rice and wishing well
A single tear falls silently
Thatīs me, oh Lord thatīs me
Oh, thatīs me
Thatīs me