You always say the things I can believe in
Always say the things I wanna hear
I believe them all - the stories short and tall
I believe you, ya I believe you
You give me love
When love is all I need to live
You gave your word, when words were just superlative
When I was blind, you came and opened up my eyes
Now I feel I can believe in anything
You taught me how to fly on broken wings
You always do the things I can depend on
You're always there every night and day
Everytime i've fallen down - you've always been around
To lift me up againTo set me straight again
Sometimes I find myself on my own
And can't find the road that leads me back home
But you made believe I can do anything
Even fly on broken wings
Bryan Adams-11
Me cuesta mucho resignarme... me cuesta mucho ser fuerte y reprimir mis impulsos...Mi cabeza tiene las cosas claras...pero el resto de mi se resiste.
Tengo que protejerme. Tengo que cuidarme. Amputar lo dañado y esperar, como dijera Hernández, a que "nuevos brazos y nuevas piernas crezcan en la carne talada"