Arañándole segundos al reloj, tratando de retrasar tu partida, intento que seas simplemente uno más. Y lo consigo y te quiero (llamémoslo querer) levemente, como sintiendo de lejos. Te miro, te quiero muy poco y así está todo bien.
Luego recuerdo que te vas, que estarás lejos, se me hace un nudo en la garganta y empiezo a echarte tanto de menos que, casi sin poder evitarlo, te vas volviendo un poco más importante a medida que pasan los minutos.
Sé que te vas y aquí estoy yo queriéndote y no queriéndote, pero sobre todo añorando la próxima vez que nos veremos, deseando que todo siga igual hasta entonces pero esperando que algo cambie, no importa si es a mejor o a peor, sólo que cambie, que sea distinto para hacerme sentir que no me he sentado a esperar que pase algo, a dejar pasar el tiempo con esperanzas y sin ellas, sintiendo y no sintiendo y con esta sensación de apatía que me embarga de vez en cuando.
Entonces te abrazo y me pregunto quién soy, en qué momento he cambiado tanto y cuándo dejé de ser una mujer para convertirme en una niña.
Y lo ¿peor? es que ni siquiera me importa la respuesta.
Today is gonna be the day
that they're gonna throw it back to you.
By now you should've somehow
realized what you gotta do.
I don't believe that anybody
feels the way I do about you now.
Backbeat the word was on the street
that the fire in your heart is out.
I'm sure you've heard it all before
but you never really had a doubt.
I don't believe that anybody
feels the way I do about you now.
And all the roads we have to walk along are winding.
And all the lights that lead us there are blinding.
There are many things that I would like
to say to you but I don't know how.
Because maybe...
You're gonna be the one who saves me.
And after all, you're my wonderwall.
Today was gonna be the day
but they'll never throw it back to you.
By now you should've somehow
realized what you're not to do.
I don't believe that anybody feels
the way I do about you now.
And all the roads that lead to you were winding.
And all the lights that light the way are blinding.
There are many things that I would like
to say to you but I don't know how.
I said maybe...
You're gonna be the one who saves me.
And after all you're my wonderwall.
I said maybe...
You're gonna be the one who saves me.
And after all you're my wonderwall.
Said maybe...
You're gonna be the one that saves me.
You're gonna be the one that saves me.
You're gonna be the one that saves me.
OASIS - WONDERWALL
