Recurring Dream
I see a recurring dream.
You´re waiting for me by the window.
I´m wearing a red dress and red flats.
In my hands is a speaker, the kind cops use.
I could just fall into your arms but I don´t.
I go to the window and shout into the mic.
Goooooooal
Goooooooal
Goooooooal
Goooooooal
I break all the rules of modesty
my love
my heart
my soul
I´ve met a man who gets up after an ambush, in silence, in power
ready to fight for Pangea, the world.
I let the mic fall from my hands, down the cliff into the ocean.
I melt into your arms.
Corazón
Corazón
Corazón
Corazón
The stars descend into my whispers.
La
Leee
La
La
La
Album: The Pedro Years