I admit it, it's been a long time since I wrote to you
Maybe out of shame, maybe pride, cowardice
But today I woke up thinking about you
I write you this while breakfast gets cold
Tell me everything, how much have you done? What's up with your life?
And it's that I woke up thinking about you
Today I went out in the old Mustang
That you like so much, windows down
It's been hard for me to be without you
And although I like this life
Without you it's kinda unfair
I don't lack the urge to live the crazy life
It goes and I'm still here, waiting for you
Another one in Los Angeles, I don't leave here
On your chat waiting for you to write me something
This life is good, I don't deny it, however
That you're not with me I carry the blame
Come back, 'cause my coffee's getting cold
Forgive the childishness, those were rebellious times
Yesterday I looked at your photo and I'm heartbroken
Because I'm supposed to be in that photo
Jingle bell, when will I see you again?
If you come to my birthday I'll save you cake
If you pass by Lamelle Rose, you'll see me with a sign
That tells you: 'Come back home, I'm not that guy
Who left your dinner served
On the contrary, I'll cook the food for you'
I wanted to be something different today
I'll put away the Rolls-Royce, yeah
Today I went out in the old Mustang
That you like so much, windows down
It's been hard for me to be without you
And although I like this life
Without you it's kinda unfair
I don't lack the urge to live the crazy life
It goes and I'm still here, waiting for you
Another night, another night