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Gustavo Cervantes
Invitado
I used to have a fantasy, oh, dear!...that one day.
I would meet with you, at the right time,
and at the right place.
To fulfill, my long and quiet desire.
I used to think about you, with a lot
of excitement, and sometimes, I almost opened
my mouth, to say how I felt.
And many times I wondered if you wanted me too.
I was told many times, be careful with what you wish,
because sometimes, wishes come true...and mine did,
and yours too. the one day came...never to late.
You still as beautiful, as the first day we met.
Your skin so soft, like a porcelain doll,
your sweet smile, your flirting eyes, your heavenly voice.
I gave you my passion, you showed me with joy,
it was fantastic all the way, it was wonderful making love.
Today, I still daydreaming about our night.
But I can't see you again like that, it's not right,
You can't be mine...you are my best friend's wife.
I'm afraid to mess with love,
I'm to weak to deal with pain.
It was beautiful the one night.
Anything else...I might regret.
I would meet with you, at the right time,
and at the right place.
To fulfill, my long and quiet desire.
I used to think about you, with a lot
of excitement, and sometimes, I almost opened
my mouth, to say how I felt.
And many times I wondered if you wanted me too.
I was told many times, be careful with what you wish,
because sometimes, wishes come true...and mine did,
and yours too. the one day came...never to late.
You still as beautiful, as the first day we met.
Your skin so soft, like a porcelain doll,
your sweet smile, your flirting eyes, your heavenly voice.
I gave you my passion, you showed me with joy,
it was fantastic all the way, it was wonderful making love.
Today, I still daydreaming about our night.
But I can't see you again like that, it's not right,
You can't be mine...you are my best friend's wife.
I'm afraid to mess with love,
I'm to weak to deal with pain.
It was beautiful the one night.
Anything else...I might regret.
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