preguntar donde estuvimos

i got a first class ticket to a night all alone
and a front row seat up right by the phone
cause you’re always on my mind
and i’m running out of time
i’ve got your hair on my pillow and your smell in my sheets
and it makes me think about you with the sand in your feet
is it all you thought it’d be?
you mean everything to me

i got your runaway smile in my piggybank baby
gonna cash it right in for a new mercedes
if i drive a hundred thousand miles
would you let me stay a while?

and when you hit the coast
maybe you’ll finally see
and then you’ll turn it all around and you’ll come back to me

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