Carreteras Mojadas
Christian Meier
Wet Roads
At more than a hundred, counting the lights to return
Here I am again, looking for you without knowing where I'm going
And at the helm, holding on tight, guessing what you're thinking
Dying of thirst, to see you again
Two thousand cigarettes, and a thousand beers in my head
Hallucinating, that the car rises through the undergrowth
And again the sweat, cooling my veins
Soaked in sorrows, and if my destiny is on that road, I'll take it with me
Wet roads, frozen mists
Once again I'm driving in the early morning
With the fear of being, or what I might see
I'll keep driving the car until morning
It's already dawn, almost four in the morning
The souls that were unhappy in life are falling alone
Forgive me! It was unintentional
And I don't understand, if there's so much time, I know you can come back
Wet roads, frozen mists
Once again I'm driving in the early morning
With the fear of being, or what I might see
I'll keep driving the car until morning
The fear of seeing you is surrounding me
It's separating you from me, it's separating you from me
Wet roads, frozen mists
Once again I'm driving in the early morning
With the fear of being, or what I might see
I'll keep driving the car until morning
The fear of seeing you is surrounding me
It's separating you from me, it's separating you from me
Wet roads, frozen mists
Once again I'm driving in the early morning
With the fear of being, or what I might see
I'll keep driving the car until morning
The fear of seeing you is surrounding me
It's separating you from me
