Las colchas verdes de ambas camas estaban arrugadas. Las dos nos aferrabamos cada una a un bonche de hojas diferentes, cuando la tonada nos enterneció en común.
- Honey why you calling me so late? It's kinda hard to talk right now.
-Honey why are you crying? Is everything okay? I gotta whisper 'cause I can't be too loud
Ambas al unísono - Well, my girl's in the next room
Sometimes I wish she was you
I guess we never really moved on
It's really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak
- And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel
- te encanta el drama, weeey
- Siempre me da sentimiento esa canción
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