Aún Te Pienso

Na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na

Okay, I’ve got time but: How much?
I’m not just sitting alone writing these songs in my room
This is real, this is work
It’s what feeds me, and what’s gonna let me retire my folks (keep doubting)
Day by day nothing changes, but nothing’s the same when I look back (word)
And I’m still here, writing you these things you’ll never hear
Or who knows, maybe you think of me too when you’re alone in your hotel
Maybe you hear me on the radio and wonder: Who is he?
Out of pure pride, 'cause you know I’m still yours

Uh-uh-uh-uh
ATP, ATP, ATP, ATP
Uh-uh-uh-uh
ATP, ATP, ATP, ATP, ATP

These paths of life pull us apart and stretch on
I hope you get everything you told me about
I hope they treat you well wherever you work
I hope the one waiting for you at home treats you right
I feel that, ha, my heart whispers these words in silence
Like the wind, uh, and I dream it brushes your cheek and you know: I’m still thinking of you