Yo voy a seguir mi camino... mirando a ese costado de la vida que me hace feliz.
When was the last time you thought of me?
Or have you completely erased me from your memory?
I often think about where we went wrong,
The more I do, the less I know,
But I know I have a fickle heart and bitterness, and a wandering eye, and a heaviness in my head.
And hope that you find the missing piece,IN ANOTHER PLACE.