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Chayanne
Chayanne (1989)
Fantasies
You call me, you tell me, you tell me
How bad is your life
Friend of a friend, you always trust me
You tell me your secret nights
Loves that cannot be
And I have to contain myself
You tell me about all the kisses
That you have not been kissed
And You don't realize that I am your best kiss
You ask me for advice crying
You ask what you should do
And I have to contain myself
And while I
I will live of fantasies
Inventing that you are mine
And that you are crazy about me
And while you
You will continue looking apart
The love that I know how to give you< br/>And that it has always been here
My case is the typical case
Of impossible love
I am nothing more than that perfect and total friend
You talk to me like a sister
br/>You bare your way of being
And I have to contain myself