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I have an appointment with God at 5:50
And the devil is waiting for me on the corner at ten to six
I have an appointment with you woman with long hair
You are a mixture of devil and of God when you plant a kiss
There's a Victoria Secret fashion show a little later
And I'll smoke some cigarettes if I have time after coffee
I have to be careful not to take care of myself
That I could miss the danger that lives in your belly
I have to be very clever to be an idiot
And let myself be carried like the wind through the things that happen
I have to be very attentive
So as not to miss details about you
And if I have to call it something
I will say that I love you for calling it that way
For You I discover how little remains of me
If I leave it is for you, if I stay it is the same
If I live it is that I die for you
Every step I take, every fish in the sea >Everything makes sense for you
Even the little that remains of me
Even the little that remains of me
Leave me alone and don't come
To stranger more art, add the salt of uncertainty as you already know
Tired of looking for you, I came to find you
Tired of never finding you because I was looking for you
Let me imagine you with your jeans on ±eyes and your gray jacket
And put on your usual tennis shoes and change your hair to surprise
For you I discover how little is left of me
If I leave it is because of you if I stay It's the same
If I live it's because I die for you
Every step I take, every fish in the sea
Everything makes sense for you
Even the little that remains of me
Even the little that remains of me
For you, for you, everything makes sense for you
Every step I take, every fish in the sea
For you, for you everything makes sense for you
br/>And if I have to call it something I will say that I love you
For calling it that way
My best moments and even my bad streaks
Everything makes sense for you
Even the little What remains of me
Everything makes sense for you
My time my history my best glories