January always takes me to you
The sun, your hands and the cold in Madrid
Not making it so that it never happened
And for wanting to be flying
You sold me a love that never existed
Wanting us to be extraordinary
What’s left is such an ordinary love
They say that time heals everything in its moment
Nobody told me that the pain went away so slowly
I want to hate you but I love you I can’t
How do I forget you, you were my best invention
I don’t decipher your silences
Don’t make it so that it never happened
And for wanting to be flying
You sold me a love that never existed
Wanting us to be extraordinary
An ordinary love was left
It was better to be dreaming
Than to wake up and erase each other
We coincided in four sighs and we both ran away
Maybe yes we were ordinary
And for wanting to be flying
You sold me a love that never existed
Wanting us to be extraordinary
An ordinary love was left
January always takes me to you
You ruined it for me like you ruined Madrid