Parte de tu mundo.

quiero formar parte de él...

It might be you.

Time, I've been passing time watching trains go by, all of my life,
Lying on the sand watching seabirds fly,
Wishing there would be,
Someone waiting home for me.

Something's telling me it might be you,
It's telling me it might be you, all of my life.

Looking back as lovers go walking past, all of my life,
Wondering how they met and what makes it last.
If I found the place, would I recognize the face?

Something's telling me it might be you,
Yeah, it's telling me it might be you.
So many quiet walks to take,
So many dreams to wake,
And there's so much love to make.

I think we're gonna need some time,
Maybe all we need is time.
And it's telling me it might be you, all of my life.

I've been saving love songs and lullabies.
And there's so much more,
No one's ever heard before.
Something's telling me it might be you,
Yeah, it's telling me it must be you,
And I'm feeling it'll just be you, all of my life.
It's you? It's you? I've been waiting for all of my life.
Maybe it's you? (it's you?) Maybe it's you? (it's you?) I've been waiting for all of my life.
Maybe it's you? Maybe it's you? I've been waiting for all of my life.

Stephen Bishop.

Quiero.

Quiero que me oigas, sin juzgarme.
Quiero que opines, sin aconsejarme.
Quiero que confí­es en mi, sin exigirme.
Quiero que me ayudes, sin intentar decidir por mi.
Quiero que me cuides, sin anularme.
Quiero que me mires, sin proyectar tus cosas en mi.
Quiero que me abraces, sin asfixiarme.
Quiero que me animes, sin empujarme.
Quiero que me sostengas, sin hacerte cargo de mi.
Quiero que me protejas, sin mentiras.
Quiero que te acerques, sin invadirme.
Quiero que conozcas las cosas mías que más te disgusten,
que las aceptes y no pretendas cambiarlas.

Quiero que sepas, que hoy,
hoy podés contar conmigo.
Sin condiciones.

Jorge Bucay.

Another season came.

Aunque pase el tiempo, y no nos veamos más, siempre van a estar en mi corazón. Voy a recordar todos esos lindos y divertidos momentos al igual que los no tan buenos, pero sabiendo que juntos podíamos salir adelante. Gracias!
Hasta algún día.

Felíz Primavera!

las cosas más simples se vuelven complejas.

las mañanas no existen,
las tardes son reales
y las noches dolor.

adiós miércoles.