Flores mustias

Yeah

The moon caught me crying
Punishing my heart
Because it swore it would come back
And now the days just keep getting longer
As bitter as the booze
As dry as our goodbye
When she left, I didn’t let her see me cry
She earned her place in heaven, but no one will love her
Like I love her, because love is something more
While I learn to be loyal and to be sincere

I’m all alone, just me and my anguish
Like a bird flying with no direction
And I die alone, like the withered flowers
With no one to love them, without an explanation, oh-oh

Yeah, if wanting her means I gotta be locked up
Because I loved her wrong, but too much
Hang me in the town square
I’m a hustler trading a kiss
Knowing that now they’re worth less than a dime
Because none have touched me to the bone
Like the kisses she gave me
I need to know, if among all those nights
When she’s rebuilding her life
Does she remember me at all while

I’m all alone, just me and my anguish
Like a bird flying with no direction
And I die alone, like the withered flowers
With no one to love them, without an explanation
And I’m all alone, just me and my anguish
Like a bird flying with no direction
And I die alone, like the withered flowers
With no one to love them, without an explanation, oh-oh