Petit kiss (¿Un amor de colectivo?)

Grey eyes
Me miran, me miran
Y no hacen mas
U better kiss me, kiss me
So anxiety and panic will fall a part

Here I go again

Here I go again
About to touch a cloud that flies above my head
Here I go again
Tasting a slim-rain that salts my pretty french day
Jammin´ night, I’ve got to leave
But before I do so, here I go again:
Singing the words of an amazing story we all lived once