Diciembre 2009
Another lonely night in Amersterdam
The stars are coming out in waves
And I miss my Miss America from Park Hotel
But I’m too stoned to call it a day
When everything you wanted
Is hard to hide behind your lies
And I’m locked in my hotel room
Turning over our goodbyes
I will write this down for you
So you can read it
I will hold my breath for you
Till I can’t feel it
...
“Tengo la Certeza de Poder Verte a los Ojos en Nuestro Próximo Encuentro, Pero...”
– Y No es Por Que Yo lo Deseé
“Caught In a Trap of Desire.”
“Perdí la Costumbre”
“How Much More Can I?”
If My Heart Was a House, You’d Be Home
