La Boca Del Lobo

I feel at home when I don't know where I am
I dance barefoot with people who know everything about me
But don't know who I am

I like London, forgetting you and coffee
Not adding anything when there's nothing left to say
Being more than one at a time

If the trick goes wrong, I leave the city
I throw the keys, turn around, and change the plan

I don't care as long as the end of the story is that you show up
I burn my ships, I enter the wolf's mouth and give light
I can only be with you or far from myself
I don't deny it, I miss myself when I'm without you

If I ask for heads and tails come up, I try again
If I want war axes, I have one buried in the garden
And if I have to run, I know how to run

If they shoot to kill, I laugh to avoid crying
And if they push me into the void, I learn to glide

I don't deny it, I miss you

I don't deny it, I miss you

I don't deny it, I miss you

I don't deny it, I miss you