Full Of Fears
I bet the dollar rises in the minute I am poor
When bad luck comes arising I will fly back home to you
I need you so, I love you so
I know I have been cold
But you broke my heart and ran away
You left your child behind
And if I go, will you be free?
Or will it last one week?
Oh, foolish me, I've opened up
And now I'm full of fears
Autor(es): Ignacio Vecino
