«Amiga mía, el amor es como una goma elástica que dos seres mantienen tirante con los dientes; un día, uno de los que tiraban se cansa, suelta, y la goma le da al otro en las narices.»
Todo aquel que desee saber qué ocurrirá, debe examinar qué ha ocurrido: todas las cosas de este mundo, en cualquier época, tienen su réplica en la antigüedad.
Did you know It was all going to go, so wrong for you? And did you see It was all going to be so right for me? Why did we tell you then You were always the golden boy then? And that you'd never lose that light in your eyes
Hey you Did you ever realize what you'd become? And did you see That it wasn't only me you were running from? Did you know all the time but it Never bothered you anyway? Leading the blind while I stared out the steel in your eyes
The rain fell slow Down on all the roofs of uncertainty I thought of you And the years and all the sadness Fell away from me And did you know? I never thought that you'd lose that light in your eyes