When you, when you forget your name
When old faces all look the same
Meet me in the morning when you wake up
Meet me in the morning then you´ll wake up
If only I don´t bend and break
I´ll meet you on the other side
I´ll meet you in the light
If only I don´t suffocate
I´ll meet you in the morning when you wake
Lovesick bitter and hardened heart
Aching waiting for life to start
Meet me in the morning when you wake up
Meet me in the morning then you´ll wake up
If only I don´t bend and break
I´ll meet you on the other side
I´ll meet you in the light
If only I don´t suffocate
I´ll meet you in the morning when you wake
If only I don´t bend and break
I´ll meet you on the other side
I´ll meet you in the light
If only I don´t suffocate
I´ll meet you in the morning when you wake
I´ll meet you on the other side
I´ll meet you in the light
If only I don´t suffocate
I´ll meet you in the morning when you wake
And that´s how 12 hours on a bus from Medellin to Cartagena worth of memoires passed.
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