I wonder what it's like to be loved by you
I wonder what it's like to be home
And i don't walk when there's a stone in my shoe
All i know that in time I'll be fine
I wonder what it's like to fly so high
Or to breath under the sea
I wonder if some day I'll be good with goodbyes
But I'll be ok if you come along with me
(mansa obsesion con las canciones que traten de quererte, y q conste q yo todo lo q subo , lo subo pq me identifico)
(por ende imaginen mi chituachion)