He Perdido El Tiempo

I hate empty houses,
having time stuck in a clock,
rainy days and goodbyes
only serve to make me feel worse.

I can't stand bad news
especially when they come in pairs,
I don't like people who criticize everything,
I'm looking for my place and a way out,
but I can't find either.

And I wonder if I've lost time
I'm not interested in hearing lies,
pretending to smile to avoid crying,
if the world wants to move so fast
I'll step aside, I'll find my way.

I'm tired of dodging obstacles
and having to fight for everything.
There's no one left to lend a hand,
I keep searching and still can't find my place,
nor the way out.

And I wonder if I've lost time,
if I can recover it,
and I wonder if I've lost time
I still haven't found where I belong
or the exit door.
And I wonder if I've lost time,
if I can recover it,
and I wonder if I've lost time