A cup of Rush in the morning
a bite full of nervs
me lost in trafic, thinking "Not gonna make it"
Cold, even tho is hot outside
white, even tho my IDcard says im India
Orange sucks and it doesn't have any signal
can't call you, can't hear your voice or tell you im almost there
But suddenly, i see you in the distance
and i star making funny things to get ur attention
all disappear, the noice, the trafic, the people around me
is just us, you and me
a kiss that last forever
a hug that's still on me
dont know when i get to see you again
but i dont care, you are always conmigo.
Luv U Loser