When I get up I hear your voice, not real, sigh. It is then that I remember the moment I woke up and heard your voice of truth. So many days this has happened, so many missed accumulated because of those moments. All this has a meaning that is forever closed in our chest and is only expressed by the look and the tears washed in times of stress. Between us there is life. a life made of dreams, truths, feelings, wants and passion. It is this life that I want to finish, our! Whether you come with me or not, sometimes I'm always turning, always running. Do not say "back" because you never gone, just say "Stay" to never go away ...
The Thrill Is Gone - B.B. King