It's all in your mind.

buscando ese sentimiento
qe nunca pude encontar
si te digo qe no te miento
extraño tu mirada apreciar
Esas tiernas caricias
qe tan bien me hacen
no recibirlas por un tiempo
hacen qe pierda la cabeza

Donde estara mi descanso
mi manera de escapar
de este cruel sentimiento
qe va a causar mi deceso

Verte partir me deprime
tal la belleza qe parte
que siempre al verte ir
mi esperanza cae aparte
no hablarte, cruel tormento
enserio, no te miento
no poder hablarte
me deja sin aliento

Donde estara mi descanso
mi manera de escapar
de este cruel sentimiento
qe va a causar mi deceso

Algo en que pensar .

She's a little lost girl in her own little world 
She looks so happy but she seems so sad 
She's a little lost girl in her own little world 
I'd like to help her I'd like to try  

She talks to birds she talks to angels 
she talks to trees she talks to bees 
She don't talk to me 
Talks to the rainbows and to the seas 
she talks to the trees 
She don't talk to me 
Don't talk to me  

You know she drives me outta my mind 
You know she drives me outta my head  

She talks to birds she talks to angels 
she talks to trees she talks to bees 
She don't talk to me 
Talks to the rainbows and to the seas 
she talks to the trees 
She don't talk to me 
Don't talk to me  

She's a little lost girl in her own little world 
She looks so happy but she seems so sad 
She's a little lost girl in her own little world 
I'd like to help her I'd like to try  

She talks to birds she talks to angels 
she talks to trees she talks to bees 
She don't talk to me 
Talks to the rainbows and to the seas 
she talks to trees 
She don't talk to me 
Don't talk to me 
She don't talk to me 
Don't talk to me 
She don't talk to me 
Don't talk to me 
She don't talk to me 
Don't talk to me...

Luego de tres noches de constante insomnio, alimentado por una constante interrupción a mi descanso, las palabras impulsadas por la rabia y el enojo incesantemente acribillan la fría noche.

Siempre que sucede, encuentro alivio en mi hermanita, que, totalmente aterrada y agobiada ante la situación, busca amparo en mis palabras, protegida por un solido abrazo, que la hace sentir segura.

Donde encontrare yo mi amparo, mi escape ante todas las presiones que poco a poco destruyen mi integridad? Acaso en la fría noche, dando un paseo, orillas al mar y con la luna en todo su esplendor? O en la fría soledad de una copa de un viejo borbon? Donde encontrara alivio mi herido y solitario corazón? Espero que ese alivio se encuentre en un lugar al que llamo hogar, aunque este mismo parece ser incierto ante mi incrédula búsqueda de libertad.-