You Just May Be the One
pero nadie me ha "avisao"
hoy el tiempo me ha "pillao"
con un lio en la cabeza,
"tirao" en la cama
con ganas de nada
hoy el tiempo se ha "parao"
en la hora que no era
hoy el mundo ha "dao" una vuelta
pero no me ha "preguntao"
hoy estoy "desafinao"
hoy estoy de calavera,
y el alma partida
la pena encendida
en la acera me he "sentao"
a esperar la primavera...
primavera que no llega...(X 4)
hoy el mundo ha "d
The Prisoner
(Difford/Tilbrook)
He's taking her away
He's acting like a general
Generally his game is so familiar
He wants her to play
With a toaster and a kettle
While he spends his day
Miles from the prisoner
She reads the stars he reads the sun
No wonder his IQ is below 21
He's helping her to see
How happy she is looking
Take it that he'll be
No icing on her cake
O how happy she would be
If someone did the cooking
He's helping her to see
How a marriage can be baked
Baked like a cake but without the file
The tool that she needs to make her life worthwhile
She's not a prisoner alone doing time
To love and to cherish for all of her life
To have and to hold, to lock up inside
What can this man know about her heart
To love, ‘til death do us part
He's looking everywhere
She is nowhere to be found
And suddenly he cares
His dinner's looking burnt
There's a smell in the air
There's a prisoner in town,
He sits down in his chair
His face fills with concern
Concerned that he might not eat tonight
She's broken out of jail and run for her life