Un Beso Más

I blame that moment when I saw you
Looking at me in the street
Something in your gaze called to me
And I had to come closer

I'm looking for that morning in the café
So much to talk to you about
Just like the kisses at the gate
I've got a few more to give you
They say the best is yet to come
Later on
I'm doing my best to stop
To love you

Like in your cardboard notebook
I try to draw you
I paint those mornings of the two of us
And I want to wake you up

I want to see the dots of your skin
Under your brown eyes
Hang those lights on your wall
And let's look at you lying down
They say the best is coming
Later on
I'm doing my best to stop
Of loving you