
Y recuerdo esas
palabras que me habéis dicho alguna vez, decís que si no quiero sufrir más le
olvide, pero sé que no puedo. Sé que la única forma es empezar a salir con
alguien, pero tengo también claro que no será igual. Lo que yo siento es el
amor, un verdadero amor. No se podrá comparar, porque nada sería igual.
“Comparisons are easily turned
Once you've had a taste of perfection
Like an apple hanging from a tree
I picked the ripest one
I still got the seed
You said move on
Where do I go
I guess second best
Is all I will know
Cause when I'm with him
I am thinking of you
Thinking of you
What you would do if
You were the one
Who was spending the night
Oh I wish that I
Was looking into your eyes”
Once you've had a taste of perfection
Like an apple hanging from a tree
I picked the ripest one
I still got the seed
You said move on
Where do I go
I guess second best
Is all I will know
Cause when I'm with him
I am thinking of you
Thinking of you
What you would do if
You were the one
Who was spending the night
Oh I wish that I
Was looking into your eyes”

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