A Quien
Fievre Looka
To Whom
I deceived myself
Thinking
That there is
Any
Hope
That
You miss me
That
You remember me
Or that
You miss
It's hard for me
To know
That you have
Gone
From me
Forever
If only
There was
Any
Way
For you
To come back
But
The sad
Reality
Is that
You will never
Come back
I go
Crazy
Thinking
That you're not here
To whom
Will you give
Your body
At night
What will be the name
Of the one
Who
Touches you now
Who walks
With you
And can
Embrace you
Who dines
At your table
Who brings you
Flowers
To make you fall in love
To whom
Will your
Wet lips
Be kissed
Who the hell
Will tell you
In your ear
I love you
Just
Imagining it
I'm getting sick
It's because
I still
Love you
And to whom
Will you give
Your body
At night
What will be the name
Of the one
Who
Touches you now
Who walks
With you
And can
Embrace you
Who dines
At your table
Who brings you
Flowers
To make you fall in love
To whom
Will your
Wet lips
Be kissed
Who the hell
Will tell you
In your ear
I love you
Just
Imagining it
I'm getting sick
It's because
I still
Love you
I still
Love you
