Bandido

This music is yours,
Your verses, your poetry,
I, thinking so much about you,
I came to believe they were mine.

Words of love,
Chords and melodies,
That I stole from your heart,
And now they are my joy.

Because I am a perfect bandit,
Who has taken your love by storm,
Because I live on your cloud,
And every day with you I can fly a little higher.

This page is yours,
And the fantasy is yours,
Spilled on paper,
Here you are, my life.

My voice is your voice,
My hands are yours too,
I write these lines
But you inspire them.

Because I am a perfect bandit,
Who has found rest in your arms,
You have placed your laughter in my tears,
Relegating to oblivion, the sorrow, the pain, and the horror.

Because I am a perfect bandit,
Who has taken your love by storm,
Because I live captive in your kisses,
What more can I ask for?
What more can I ask for?

Because I am a perfect bandit
Who has taken your love by storm
Because I live captive in your kisses
What more can I ask for?
What more can I ask for?