Not looking for a reason, not trying to understand
Not trying to catch your eye, not trying to touch your hand
Not trying to show you part of me no one else can find
But I will bring a song to you, who will buy my time?
Not looking for a reason, not trying to understand
Not trying to catch your eye, not trying to touch your hand
Not trying to show you part of me no one else can find
But I will bring a song to you, who will buy my time?
The people get philosophical and say there is no future
I am trying to tear myself away from your eye
The people get philosophical and say there is no future
Nothing is as blinding as your eye
Not watching the seasons, watching days flow by
No quenchless autumn breezes, late tomorrow skies
Are you frightened by the moment? I softly lie
Where I thought I would always be, I let myself get by
The people get philosophical and say there is no future
I am trying to tear myself away from your eye
The people get philosophical and say there is no future
Nothing is as blinding as your eye
The people
Get by
Not looking for an ending to make the pieces fit
Need is always pending on how much you can get
How much you can get
Ooh,oh.oh...aaaah.
The people get philosophical and say there is no future
I am trying to tear myself away from your eye
The people get philosophical and say there is no future
Nothing is as blinding as your eye
The people
Get by
Where are you now?
No busco por una razón, no trato de entender
No trato de captar tu atención, no trato de tocar tu mano
No trato de mostrarte una parte de mi que nadie logra ver
Pero te brindare una canción, quien comprará mi tiempo?
No busco por una razón, no trato de entender
No trato de captar tu atención, no trato de tocar tu mano
No trato de mostrarte una parte de mi que nadie logra ver
Pero te brindare una canción, quien comprará mi tiempo?
La gente se vuelve filosofica y dice que esto no es futuro
I yo trato de arrancarme de tu vista
La gente se vuelve filosofica y dice que esto no es futuro
Nada esta oculto a tu vista
No busco estaciones, mirando como fluyen los días
Ningún otoño inextinguible pasa fácilmente, tarde mañana cielos
¿Estas asustado en este momento? miento suavemente
Donde pense que yo sería, me deje ir
La gente se vuelve filosofica y dice que esto no es futuro
I yo trato de arrancarme de tu vista
La gente se vuelve filosofica y dice que esto no es futuro
Nada esta oculto a tu vista
La gente
Arreglar
No busco un final para hacer que las piezas calcen
La necesidad siempre depende de cuando tu puedas conseguir
Cuanto tu puedas conseguir
Ooohhh,oh,oh....aaaaaaah
La gente se vuelve filosofica y dice que esto no es futuro
I yo trato de arrancarme de tu vista
La gente se vuelve filosofica y dice que esto no es futuro
Nada esta oculto a tu vista
La gente
Arreglar
Donde estas tu ahora?