Bellas Artes

Many times I feel like I'm rushing
The clock ticks and then it's the end
We must do it there's no time for guessing
The time bites and I am the fish

But you and I would like to taste a coffee outside
See people driving their lovely bikes for a while
Now we don't care how many ways could it be there
We are in our break and nobody's going to dare

As we leave that place
As it came to an end now
A bit sad but that's what it takes
You see, the clock has trapped our mind dear
We are busy and there's nothing to say
You think for a while if you want stay longer
Boy, I want but there's no other way
It's time to go
It's the end of the party
Work calls many hours ahead

But you and I'd just like to taste a beer outside
See people driving their colorful bikes for a while
Now, we don't care how many ways could it be there
It's time to relax and nobody's going to dare

You really like to go there all the time
Your favorite place to hang out and to reach her



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Writer(s): Philip Thompson
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