Inventame

By the things of age
For doubting my truth
You left yesterday
Left my arms at dawn
Now they say around
That you even changed your way of dressing
That someone adorns with your smile

Don't send word through others anymore
That you don't want to lose me
Now it's too late
If you want to see me again

Invent me
And make him love you
Like I do
Build my existence with his years
Make him feel
What you liked in me
Invent me
And give him a kiss like you did to me
Let's see if his skin tingles the same
Invent me...
Invent what we could have been

Don't send word through others anymore
That you don't want to lose me
Now it's too late
If you want to see me again

Invent me
And make him love you
Like I do
Build my existence with his years
Make him feel
What you liked in me
Invent me
And give him a kiss like you did to me
Let's see if his skin tingles the same
Invent me...
Invent what we could have been
Invent me...
Invent what we could have been.