Algo contigo
Hace falta que te diga
que me muero por tener algo contigo?
Es que no te has dado cuenta
de lo mucho que me cuesta ser tu amigo?
Ya no puedo acercarme a tu boca
sin deseártela de una manera loca.
Necesito controlar tu vida
saber quién te besa, quién te abriga.
Hace falta que te diga
que me muero por tener algo contigo?
Es que no te has dado cuenta
de lo mucho que me cuesta ser tu amigo?
Ya me quedan muy pocos caminos
y aunque pueda parecerte un desatino
no quisiera yo morirme sin tener algo contigo
Ya no puedo continuar espiando
tus llegadas día y noche adivinando,
ya no sé con qué inocente excusa
pasar por tu casa.
Ya me quedan muy pocos caminos
y aunque pueda parecerte un desatino
no quisiera yo morirme
sin tener algo contigo.
Something with you
Do I need to tell you
that I'm dying to have something with you?
Haven't you realized
how much it costs me to be just your friend?
I can't even get close to your mouth
without wanting it in a crazy way.
I need to control your life
know who kisses you, who warms you up.
Do I need to tell you
that I'm dying to have something with you?
Haven't you realized
how much it costs me to be just your friend?
I have very few paths left
and even if it may seem absurd to you
I wouldn't want to die without having something with you.
I can't keep spying
your arrivals day and night, guessing,
I don't know with what innocent excuse
to pass by your house.
I have very few paths left
and even if it may seem absurd to you
I wouldn't want to die
without having something with you.
Escrita por: Chico Novarro