Fort Point
Si no te hubieras tirado
debajo
del Golden Gate.
Si no te hubiera visto
de espaldas
con ese vestido verde.
Si no te hubiera seguido
sonámbulo
al museo de la Legión.
Si no te hubiese llevado
a contar
la edad de las secuoyas.
Lléname,
no tengo nada que hacer
con mi vida,
llévame
de aquí.
Llévame,
no tengo nada que hacer
con mi vida,
llévame
de aquí.
debajo
del Golden Gate.
Si no te hubiera visto
de espaldas
con ese vestido verde.
Si no te hubiera seguido
sonámbulo
al museo de la Legión.
Si no te hubiese llevado
a contar
la edad de las secuoyas.
Lléname,
no tengo nada que hacer
con mi vida,
llévame
de aquí.
Llévame,
no tengo nada que hacer
con mi vida,
llévame
de aquí.
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Writer(s): Jose Carlos Pena Richart
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