What a night, what a day.

thinking of you everyday

stressed out, from all the pressure...

but when I´m seeing you,

I´m seeing perfection.

What can I do... to get to you?

What can you do... to be with me?

Apparently, thats all I can say;

since to you I don´t exist anyway.

I have no existance, in your life.

we´re diferent people, with diferent lives.

I wish I could hug you, when your sad...

I wish you would kiss me, when I´m mad.

Apparently, there´s no chance about it,

there´s 0% chance that could happen

When I think of you, my problems fade away.

When not thinking of you, my troubles come to play