Alex M.O.R.P.H. no regrets chriss ortegas purple mix

I don't call your name,
Or imagine you're with me.
I don't dream anymore,
About things I'll never have...
I'm not looking for aproval,
Or the touch of your hand.
I don't run anymore,
Cause', I know I cannot hide...
And there is no hurt...
...Or loneliness...
Only real things...
...Like tenderness...
I don't have regrets,
Take it as it comes.
I don't look back...
I don't bite my nails,
Or worry sick about you.
I don't pretend anymore,
Everything you said is right...
I'm not the shades in your goodbye,
Or imagine passing visions.
I don't sleep anymore with the lights on,
Cause' there is no fear...
And there is no hurt...
...Or loneliness...
Only real things...
...Like tenderness...
I don't have regrets,
Take it as it comes.
I don't look back...
I don't have regrets,
Take it as it comes.
I don't look back...