Lo que daria yo

And she doesn't know what love is
Only knows about hits and desolation
On her face reflects the pain and sorrow
And she...she..

She doesn't know that a man
Who once made her fall in love
Hurts more than the suffering
That any heart
Takes refuge in her soul
From any downpour
And she...she..

And in your kitchen...so trapped
In your house in the kitchen
Where the days will pass as routine
Where her naps are the peace of your harmony

And at your window...
You scream to the sky but say it quietly
Lest the abuser wakes up
Every sense every gesture of your soul...

What I would give...
To change her fear
For a star
Where she would live without hits

What I would give...
To stop her clock
In the early morning
So she could sleep peacefully and alone...

And in your kitchen so trapped
In your house in the kitchen
Where the days will pass as routine
Where her naps are the peace of your harmony

And at your window you scream to the sky
But say it quietly
Lest the abuser wakes up
Every sense every gesture of your soul...

What I would give...
To change her fear
For a star
Where she would live without hits

What I would give...
To stop her clock
In the early morning
So she could sleep peacefully and alone...