Mis Emociones

Why is it that nostalgia
doesn't stay in the past
that the distance
makes a loving heart
feel cold in the soul.

Why is it that I imagine
your silhouette among the people
that as time passes
I want to see you and make you mine
again.

I'm a crazy lover of your eyes,
living absent from what I do and recognize,
that I miss seeing you,
that I don't enjoy being like this,
and with your love
I wake up again
my emotions.

I'm a crazy lover of your eyes,
living absent from what I do and recognize,
that I miss seeing you,
that I don't enjoy being like this,
and with your love
I wake up again
my emotions.

That I miss seeing you,
that I don't enjoy being like this.
And with your love
I wake up again
my emotions.