- cifra
My first thought was, "there are
So many days of rain in Mexico City"
A good reason to go
You know I love to run away from sun
Is it time to dance? I'll fall
You know I like to fall, I'm hopeful for
The rush hour car stares and
The memory of your piano
Can I feel you?
Are you mythological?
Figures pass so quickly
That I realize my eyes know very well
It's impossible to see
Who I'm waiting for in my raincoat
The time change worked well
I had a good excuse for being late
But I pushed open the door
The room was empty, all the people gone
When the cab pulled up
I laughed, I forgot where I was going
There I stood, mystified
I could give no reason for my frozen stare
Am I heading toward you?
It's a hot day
Can I feel you?
Ae you mythological?
Figures pass so quickly
That I realize my eyes know very well
It's impossible to see
Who I'm waiting for in my raincoat
All these perfumes
In this parking lot
Thousands of people pass through
On this festival day
Playing their saxophones
I see a flashing light
I'm blinded by it
The possibility
It's impossible to see
Who I'm waiting for
In my raincoat
