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He said the postcard would reach you on Monday afternoon
I wrote it Tuesday evening in my new shared room
Wrote about the new town, 'bout certain situations
My night shifts in the unit and how I still have no patience
A vision of a daydream where sunlight hit my eyes
My thoughts followed the mainstream along the riverside
It should take shape into a bigger size
So I can realize it without building castles in the skies
Sometimes I look at photos and I cannot quite assign
That I won't get back by sighing and I won't get back my trying
But if I had the chance to change the world for a day
I would change a whole lot of things, but for sure I'd get away
Run away to past days where no one can take me back
Today some days are really nothing but a slack
But even that will pass, 'cause misfortune's never steady
In the meantime, I'm getting ready
Pensándote, sintiéndote
No me llames que yo a ti te buscaré
Ven pa acá, te quiero a ti también
No me llames que yo a ti te buscaré
Pensándote, sintiéndote
No me llames que yo a ti te buscaré
Ven pa acá, te quiero a ti también
Ven pa acá, y dímelo en la cara, friend
He said, "Which postcard?", The postcard, "Yes, it was sent on time"
So why it didn't reach you, he said, ain't quite in line
In my suspicious mind, it was simply left behind
But who am I to blame the guy? Just never mind
We'd be sitting on the beach in the middle of the night
Night bathing in the reflects of the pale moonlight
We would get out, lay on the sand, you by my side
And in the morning we wake up by the first sunlight
These scenes are my fantasy, schemes of a strategy
And in between the lines you can find hints of reality
Until the day I left, rather reluctantly
And if you asked me now, you saw things the way that I could see them
So strange to read these lines
Back then to change the world, I would have worked overtime
To shake off swirling thoughts, it helped to write my thoughts in rhymes