You and me, we used to be together, everyday together, always. I really feelthat I'm losing my best friend, I can't belive this could be the end. It looks as though you're letting go, and if it's real well, I don't want to know. Our memories... well, they can be inviting but some are altogether mighty frighteing. As we die, both you and I, with my head in my hands I sit and cry. Don't speak, I know just what you're saying, so please stop explaining, don't tell me cause it hurts. Don't speak, I know just what you're thinking, I don't need your reasons, don't tell me cause it hurts. It's all ending. I gotta stop pretending who we are. You and me, I can see us dying... are we?


ahora mi vida eres TÚ ♥