Bajo la Misma Luna

Isn't it true?
Thought it would be easy here without you, I don't doubt you
Don't be so confused, girl
rather be the stranger than the muse
You knew what you'd lose, girl
You knew what you'd lose
How do you take love?
How do you make love?
How do you show love?
How do you hold love?
How to let go Love?
How have you been Love?
I was just looking at a canvas, looking at a picture that painted free and handless
You were just dancing
I could notice
That you were free of any needs
You hold my heart so tight it feel like it might have to bleed
Told you all my stories, didn't tell you what they mean
I start to realize, I'm the one that raises steam
That's not what I intended
I put on way too much, now I feel like I've offended so I sat there and pretended I didn't want it to be ended
If you don't really need me I guess this is what transcended
I've been broken once before, but this time i'll defend it.
Isn't it true
Rather be the stranger than the muse
You knew what you'd lose
Knew that it'd be easy here without you.