What is in this wine? The more I drink the more I wander off And two of strangers eyes I like the way that they reflect my thoughts What is in this air? It feels like feathery dust everywhere And as I breathe it in I breathe the masculine scent of his skin
And I, I feel homeless And I, I feel homeless
Your comfortable caress has triggered unfamiliar restlessness You and I are we I feel I’ve lost my individuality You’re watching me rebel Believing stories only hearts can tell But when is it enough When do I call my feelings on their bluff?
And I, I feel homeless And I, I feel homeless
And I remember us now, but I forgot what we felt like And I remember us now, but I forgot what we felt like And I remember us now, but I forgot what we felt like somewhere along the way..
And I, I feel homeless And I, I feel homeless
And I remember us now, but I forgot what we felt like And I remember us now, but I forgot what we felt like And I remember us now, but I forgot what we felt like somewhere along the way..
You’re watching me rebel Believing stories only hearts can tell But when is it enough When do I call my feelings on their bluff?
Compositores: Maria Victoria Mena (Maria Mena), Martin Sjolie (Martin Sjoelie) ECAD: Obra #16890927 Fonograma #2445930