Labios Partidos
Ha*Ash
Split Lips
The rain keeps falling outside
It seems as if it knew
Our love is over
That swarm of butterflies
That you stirred up under my clothes
Has left a void
They migrated with you
The calendar numbers have become meaningless
The compass of my shoes has gone haywire
And I don't know where I'm going
Where will your accustomed steps go
To float above the clouds with me
Where will your lips that caressed me go
And left their taste on mine
Your lips that are now lost
And mine that are splitting from the cold
There are no more clouds falling outside
But on my face, some of them
Are tracing a path to my split lips
The calendar numbers have become meaningless
The compass of my shoes has gone haywire
And I don't know where I'm going
Where will your accustomed steps go
To float above the clouds with me
Where will your lips that caressed me go
And left their taste on mine
Your lips that are now lost
And mine that are splitting from the cold, oh, oh
Where will your accustomed steps go
To float above the clouds with me
Where will your lips that caressed me go
And left their taste on mine
Your lips that are now lost
And mine that are splitting from the cold, oh, no, no, no, oh
And mine that are splitting from the cold, oh, no, no, oh
