Colgando En Tus Manos (part. Marta Sánchez)

Maybe it wasn't a coincidence that I met you.
Maybe this was what fate did
I want to fall asleep again on your chest
And then I woke up in your kisses

Your sixth sense dreams of me
I know that soon we will be united
That mischievous smile that lives with me
I know that soon I will be on your way

You know I'm hanging on your hands
Hmm, so don't let me fall
You know I am
Hanging on your hands

I send you poems in my own handwriting
I send you 4.40 songs
I'll send you the photos having dinner in Marbella
And when we were in Venezuela
And so you remember me and keep in mind
That my heart is hanging in your hands
Careful, careful
That my heart is hanging in your hands

I will not lose hope to talk to you
I do not care what destiny says
I want to have your fragrance with me
And drink from you what is forbidden

You know I'm hanging on your hands
Hmm, so don't let me fall
You know I am
Hanging on your hands

I send you poems in my own handwriting
I send you 4.40 songs
I'll send you the photos having dinner in Marbella
And when we were in Venezuela
And so, and so you remember me and keep in mind
That my heart is hanging in your hands
(Careful, careful, very careful, careful
Marta, I tell you, you have me in your hands

(Be careful, very careful)
No matter what fate says
Stay with me
(Be careful, very careful)
I want everything from you
Your lips, your love, the forbidden
Oh

I send you poems in my own handwriting
I send you 4.40 songs
I'll send you the photos having dinner in Marbella
And when we were in Venezuela
And so you remember me and keep in mind
That my heart is hanging in your hands
Careful, careful
That my heart is hanging in your hands

That my heart is hanging in your hands
That my heart is hanging in your hands