El que tenga menos de treinta años no entenderá nada...
El señor de la guitarra es el padre de la muchacha
On My Own by Nikka Costa
Sometimes I wonder where I've been
Who I am, do I fit in
Make belivin' is hard alone
Out here on my own
We're always provin' who we are
Always reachin' for that risin' star
To guide me far and shine me home,
Out here on my own.
When I'm down and feelin' blue
I close my eyes so I can be with you
Oh baby, be strong for me,
Baby, belong to me
Help me through, help me need you.
Until the morning sun appears
Making light of all my fears,
I dry the tears I've never shown
Out here on my own.
When I'm down and feelin' blue
I close my eyes so I can be with you
Oh baby, be strong for me,
Baby, belong to me
Help me through, help me need you.
Sometimes I wonders where I've been
Who I am, do I fit in.
I may not win but I can be strong,
Out here on my own, on my own
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