6 p.m. by the river
Looking into each other’s hearts
Questions without answers
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My feelings change like seasons
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And even though in Puerto Rico it's summer all the time
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I'm feeling cold listening to these songs
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Thinking of you, but don't get excited
Because I'm not going to write to you
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Which of us is going to suffer more? I don't know
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But hopefully it's you, hopefully it's you
I think it's going to be you
I don't even want to compete anymore
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You are pretty, but you like to lie
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Stay on your trip, 'cause when you land
Nobody's going to applaud
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One day you're going to get old
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You're going to look back and you're going to regret it
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That the most real thing that you've had in your life
You're a pothole in Puerto Rico
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There are no more poems for you
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This is the last one that I write
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Sometimes the flashbacks hit me
You and me f*cking aggressively
I was going to take you to Mayagüez
And you didn't even make it to Arecibo
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The invitation to the beach expired
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Nobody ever saw the best of us
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Or maybe it was that life lied to us
And we had to say goodbye
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And live like I was living before meeting you
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The waves and the wind, the dogs and luck
I was afraid of losing you
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But not more than death
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Thank God, I'm alive, that's what matters
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I've fallen in love 515 times, and with you it's 516
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So that's nothing new
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It's time to move on, ignore and forget
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And later on, if we have to fall in love again
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You know that I like being like this, in love, but
I don't even want to compete anymore
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You are pretty, but you like to lie
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Stay on your trip, 'cause when you land
Nobody's going to applaud
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One day you're going to get old
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You're going to look back and you're going to regret it
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That the most real thing that you've had in your life