No merece la pena dramatizar las cosas... aunque yo lo haga continuamente

En días como el de hoy en los que no pasa nada y todo parece estar en su lugar me acuerdo de ti. Leo lo que escribí sobre nosotros, aunque nunca llegara a haber un nosotros, o no del todo... Y pienso que tal vez debería echarte de menos, o que tal vez debería querer que un buen día volvieras, como si no hubiese transcurrido el tiempo ni nuestras vidas. Aunque sean otros los que me añoren a mí y yo ya no tenga a quién extrañar... o tal vez sí.

"Once we rode together

In a metal firecracker

You told me I was your queen

You told me I was your biker

You told me I was your everything

Once I was in your blood

And you were obsessed with me

You wanted to paint my picture

You wanted to undress me

You wanted to see me in your future

All I ask

Don't tell anybody the secrets

Don't tell anybody the secrets

I told you

All I ask

Don't tell anybody the secrets

Don't tell anybody the secrets

I told you

Once you held me so tight

I thought I'd lose my mind

You said I rocked your world

You said it was for all time

You said that I would always be your girl

We'd put on ZZ Top

And turn em up real loud

I used to think you were strong

I used to think you were proud

I used to think nothing could go wrong

All I ask

Don't tell anybody the secrets

Don't tell anybody the secrets

I told you

All I ask

Don't tell anybody the secrets

I told you"

[Qué habríamos hecho de no existir Lucinda]