Somedays.

Somedays aren't yours at all,
they come and go
as if they're someone else's days.
They come and leave you behind someone else's face .
And it's harsher than yours,
and colder than yours.

They come in all quiet,
sweep up and then they leave
and you don't hear a single floor board creak.
They're so much stronger
than the friends you try to keep
by your side.

Downtown, downtown.
I'm not here, not anymore.
I've gone away
don't call me, don't write.

I'm in love with your daughter.
I wanna have her baby.
I'm in love with your daughter,
so can I please.

Downtown, downtown.
I'm not here, not anymore.
I've gone away,
don't call me, don't write.
I've gone away
don't call me, don't write,
don't call me, don't call me, don't call me.
Don't write, don't write, don't write, don't write, don't write.

Somedays aren't yours at all,
they come and go
as if they're someone else's days.
They come and leave you behind someone else's face .
And it's harsher than yours,
and colder than yours.

[ Me he ido lejos, no escribas, no llames.

Me he ido lejos, no me llames, no me llames, no me llames. ]