I used to think that I could not go on and life was nothing but an awful song but now I know the meaning of true love.I'm leaning on the everlasting arms,if I can see it,then I can do it.If I just believe it,there's nothing to it.I believe I can fly,I believe I can touch the sky,I think about it every night and day.Spread my wings and fly away.I believe I can soar,I see me running through that open door.I believe I can fly,see I was on the verge of breaking down.Sometimes silence,it can seem so loud.There are miracles in life I must achieve but first I know it starts inside of me.

There's only two types of people in the world the ones that entertain and the ones that observe.Well baby,I'm a put-on-a-show kind of girl,don't like the backseat gotta be first.I'm a like the ringleader,I call the shots,I'm like a firecracker,I make it hot.When I put on a show I feel the adrenaline moving through my veins.Spotlight on me and I'm ready to break I'm like a performer,the dancefloor is my stage better be ready,I bet you feel the same.All eyes on me, in the center of the ring when I crack that whip,everybody gonna trip.Don't stand there watching me,follow me,show me what you can do.Everybody let go,we can make a dancefloor.

Where did all the years go? and was it really worth all of this?.Heartache that was handed to me holding on just don't make sense,but the hardest part of letting go is tryin' to find a way to let you know.So we'll just cry,on each other's shoulders,cry until it's over,can't it just be over.Cry until it's all gone been holding on for too long,time for us to move on.I'm tired of tryin' to find a reason why,so let's just cry.I've been thinking 'bout my life and how much time I've wasted.I'm ready to put it all behind let it all be yesterday.But the hardest part of letting go is tryin' to find a way to let you know.

What's wrong with the world ,people livin' like they ain't got no mamas.I think the whole world addicted to the drama,only attracted to things that'll bring you trauma.Overseas,we try to stop terrorism,but we still got terrorists here livin' in the USA, the big CIA.The Bloods and The Crips and the KKK but if you only have love for your own race,then you only leave space to discriminate and to discriminate only generates hate and when you hate then you're bound to get irate.Badness is what you demonstrate and that's exactly how a nigga works and operates.You gotta have love just to set it straight take control of your mind and meditate let your soul gravitate to the love.People killin', people dyin',children hurt and you hear them cryin',can you practice what you preach and would you turn the other cheek.

Tú me das las cosas que yo quiero cuando menos me lo espero,tú me das el aire que respiro,tú serás lo que tanto buscaba y yo creía que no existía,tu vendrás robándome la vida para fundirla con la tuya.Y que será de mi cuando en tus brazos yo descubra que tú serás el cielo que jamás podre tocar,es imposible ya lo sé,abrázame.
Tú me das un golpe de energía cuando estoy sin batería,tú me das la vida en un instante,tu serás la historia más bonita la que nunca se te olvida,tú vendrás entregando tu vida para hacerte con la mía.Y que será de mi cuando en tus besos yo entendía,que tú serás el cielo que jamás podre tocar,es imposible ya lo sé,que tan solo tú me das,la vida que yo siempre quise para mí,pero es imposible ya lo sé,perdóname.

Girl I been all over the world looking for you,I'm known for taking what I think,I deserve you're overdue and if you listen can, can hear me through the radio in that Bright white noise.What I've been missing in my life.What 'be been dreaming of.You'll be that girl,everything you want,so let me get up there.I'm the baddest,baby in the atmosphere,tell me what you after,we can do just what you like.

Don’t try to explain your mind I know what’s happening here.One minute it’s love and suddenly it’s like a battle-field.One word turns into a "Why is it the smallest things that tear us down?".My world’s nothing when you don’t,I’m not here without a shield,can’t go back now.
Both hands tied behind my back with nothing,these times when we climb so fast to fall again,"why we gotta fall for it now?".I never meant to start a war,you know I never wanna hurt you,don’t even know what we’re fighting for "Why does love always feel like a battlefield?"

Mi sombra es la única que camina a mi lado,mi corazón superficial es lo único que late,a veces deseo que alguien me encuentre y hasta ese entonces caminaré sólo.Estoy caminando bajo la línea que divide algún lugar en mi mente,en la frontera del filo.Y camino sólo,chequeo mis signos vitales para saber si estoy vivo por que camino sólo.Camino en la calle vacía,en el boulevard de sueños rotos donde la ciudad duerme y yo soy el único y camino.

Pegue tu foto en el ropero para sentir que estas aquí,yo me instale en el mes de enero y afuera creo que es abril.Me importa un bledo el noticiero,total jamas hablan de mi,hice un país de este agujero desde que no estas aquí.Y confieso que la paso mal y no se como puedo mantenerme en pie.
Y sigo aquí tocando fondo,descubriendo todo lo que nos falto,echándome la culpa en todo,derritiendo el poco aire que me quedo y sigo aquí tocando fondo desde mi país que es este quinto piso,desde tu exilio voluntario la nostalgia sigue de primer ministro.Todo esta intacto en mi país tal cual lo abandonaste,las flores de papel tapiz y la copia del Dali que olvidaste.De mas esta decir te extraño y el resto de cursilerias,no insistas en lo que hace daño es otra frase de tu autoría.Y aunque he pagado los impuestos de esta bancarrota que es vivir sin ti,ya no me queda presupuesto para otro invierno sin que estés aquí.