It's just a thought But I've noticed somethin' strange, Gettin' harder to explain; All the years are passin' bye and bye, Still I don't know what makes it go; Who said to wait and you'll see? But I wondered if you knew That the song up there is you. They

Se me quedo tu olor en mi ropa. La fragancia de tu piel, tu rico sabor a miel que probé yo de tu boca. Vamos a repetirlo mami una y otra, y otra, y otra vez. Ha ha ha ha Wisin y Yandel! Los lideres!

Que no podre sobrevivir Que no estoy listo para renunciar a ti Que se encendió mi corazón Mis sueños rotos corren en tu dirección Sin ti las noches me disparan a traición (Espera, espera, espera, espera) Extraño lo que nunca fue El beso que me imagine

Yesterday you came to lift me up As light as straw and brittle as a bird Today I weigh less than a shadow on the wall Just one more whisper of a voice unheard Tomorrow leave the windows open As fear grows please hold me in your arms Won't you help me if

I'm gonna (I'm gonna) I'm gonna (I'm gonna) I'm gonna (I'm gonna) I'm gonna catch you lady I'm gonna catch you lady, catch you lady Catch you lady uh huh Mmm-hmm, mmm-hmm, mmm-hmm, mmm-hmm Oh darling, will you ever change your mind I've been feeling left

Sometimes it feels like this world is spinning faster Than it did in the old days So naturally, we have more natural disasters From the strain of a fast pace Sunday was a day of rest Now, it's one more day for progress

La-la-la-love me La-la-la-love me, down, down My baby gon' love down My baby gon' love me down Round and round we go 'til we fall like dominoes Don't make a sound, just love me down like 'Til we can't see straight no more Gon' love down, gon' love down,

I'd give it all away if you give me just one day to ask him one question I was at Coachella Leaning on your shoulder I'd trade it all for a stairway to heaven (a stairway, stairway) Stairway, stairway to heaven Watching your husband swing in time I guess

¿Quién te dijo que yo estoy quitao? Para hacerle Guaya, guaya y no diga na' Guaya, guaya, no diga na' Masacre musical Traela pa' aca, pa' ver la que hay Que mas tu quieres de mi? Tráela pa' aca, pa' ver la que hay

Traveling endlessly I'm going away for a while But I'll be back, don't try and follow me Cause I'll return as soon as possible See I'm trying to find my place But it might not be here where I feel safe We all learn to make mistakes From them, from them