Extinto (ou em vias de extincao)

No quiero estar sin ti
si tú no estás aquí me sobra el aire
no quiero estar así
si tú no estás la gente se hace nadie

Si tú no estás aquí, no sé
qué diablos hago amándote
si tú no estás aquí sabrás
que dios no va entender por qué te vas

No quiero estar sin ti
si tú no estás aqui me falta el sueño
no quiero andar así
latiendo un corazón de amor sin dueño

[...]

Derramaré mis sueños si algún día no te tengo
lo más grande se hará lo más pequeño
pasearé en un cielo sin estrellas esta vez
tratando de entender quién hizo
un infierno el paraíso
no te vayas nunca porque

no puedo estar sin ti
si tú no estás aquí, me quema el aire

Si tú no estás aquí, no sé...

Si tú no estás aquí

And so it is
Just like you said it would be
Life goes easy on me
Most of the time
And so it is
The shorter story
No love, no glory
No hero in her sky

I can't take my eyes off of you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off of you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes...

And so it is
Just like you said it should be
We'll both forget the breeze
Most of the time
And so it is
The colder water
The blower's daughter
The pupil in denial

[...]

Did I say that I loathe you?
Did I say that I want to
Leave it all behind?

I can't take my mind off of you
I can't take my mind off you
I can't take my mind off of you
I can't take my mind off you
I can't take my mind off you
I can't take my mind...
My mind...my mind...
'Til I find somebody new

Estou seguro que há coisas só fazem sentido passado algum tempo...

Tenho sentido tanto! Tanto numa tão confusa sensação das coisas. São sentimentos que saltam e mergulham, borbulham e descansam, tudo à flor da pele.
Sinto-me preso num ciclone, num enorme remoinho feito de peças soltas que me atropelam, derrubam, peças que me perturbam e que não encaixam...