Nothing Really Ends ..♥♪♫♥♪♫..♥♪♫♥♪.. ♫ No sé porqué te quiero
Nothing Really Ends
The plan it wasn't much of a plan
I just started walking
I had enough of this old town
Had nothing else to do
It was one of those nights
You wonder how nobody died
We started talking
You didn't come here to have fun
You said: "well I just came for you"
But do you still love me?
Do you feel the same
Do I have a chance
Of doing that old dance
With someone I've been
Pushing away
And touch we touched the soul
The very soul, the soul of what we were then
With the old schemes of shattered dreams
Lying on the floor
You looked at me
No more than sympathy
My lies you have heard them
My stories you have laughed with
My clothes you have torn
And do you still love me?
Do you feel the same
And do I have a chance
Of doing that old dance again
Is it too late for some of that romance again
Let's go away, we'll never have the chance again
You lost that feeling
You want it again
More than I'm feeling
You'll never get
You've had a go at
All that you know
You lost that feeling
So come down and show
Don't say goodbye
Let accusations fly
Like in that movie
You know the one where Martin Sheen
Waves his arm to the girl on the street
I once told a friend
That nothing really ends
No one can prove it
So I'm asking you now
Could it possibly be
That you still love me?
And do you feel the same
Do I have a chance
Of doing that old dance again
Is it too late for some of that romance again
Let's go away, we'll never have the chance again
I take it all from you
I take it all from you...
I take it all from you...
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dEUS
No sé porqué te quiero
No sé por qué te quiero
será que tengo alma de bolero
tú siempre buscas lo que no tengo
te busco en todos y no te encuentro
digo tu nombre cuando no debo.
No sé por qué te quiero
si voy a tientas tú vas sin freno
te me apareces en los espejos
como una sombra de cuerpo entero,
yo me pellizco y no me lo creo.
Si no me hicieran falta tus besos
me tratarías mejor que a un perro
piensa que es libre porque anda suelto
mientras arrastras la soga al cuello.
Querer como te quiero
no va a caber en ningún bolero
te me desbordas dentro del pecho
me robas tantas horas de sueño
me miento tanto que me lo creo.
Si no me hicieran falta tus besos...
Querer como te quiero
no tiene nombre ni documentos
no tiene madre no tiene precio
soy hoja seca que arrastra el tiempo
medio feliz en medio del cielo.
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Ana Belén & Antonio Banderas
