Lucky Fonz III
From the Mountain
you were 19, I was notwhat you were wearing, I forgotfrom Barcelona to Madridfrom what you wanted me to ...to what I didwhen you said your heart beat somewhere elseoutside of you, outside of yourselfyou took the stones out of my streetto lay your head down upon my beachmy hands were empty, your hair was wildyou made me feel like some kind of childraised by strangers who had to fight their waythrough a war still fought todaywhen you said your heart beat somewhere elseoutside of you, outside of yourselfyou took the stones out of my streetto lay your head down upon my beachwell you thought you were dancing with somebody elseyou didn't even know you were dancing with yourselfyou had 16 children to call your ownall of their names now written in stonewell what did you think then all the times I'd sayLetras de canciones'each and everyone will go away'from the mountain to the seafrom my mother back to mefrom the lives of simple mento the stars and back againI feel my heart beat somewhere elseoutside of me, outside of myselfI'll take the stones out of my streetand lay my head down upon the beachupon the beach
From Letras Mania