Yo folle contigo

Quizá sea por este tiempo horrible; Nubes negras, viento enrarecido, lluvia intermitente. Tengo la extraña sensación de estar haciendolo mal. Quizá esté perdiendo enegía en cosas que no merecen demasiado la pena. Quizá todavía sea demasiado pronto. Quizá esté perdiendo el tiempo.

"Clever liar, foolin' us all
Never thought I'd work it out
How could I have known it was ever about you boy?
Now there's nothin' to say, cos there's no words
And we're not talkin' anyhow
You must have known I was never to doubt you boy...
We're a waste of time"

The Presets (Mi grupo de cabecera)