Something yours
©2005, Adriân Lozäno

Stuck train
by your veins is tracking;
somehow
it's a chain tied to my neck.

Lose some weight
in your unopened mind.
Keep walking that way you
conduced me a long while.

But... Look behind your back,
there's a girl walking around.
Here comes your girl, your girl, your girl...
She is something yours.

We all use to eat some bread
meeting at vips, drinking coffee (lots!),
but so rarely I heard your name
out of my head where it's severally typed!!

But... look behind your soul,
there's a girl at your side.
Here comes your girl, your girl, girl, girl...
She has something yours!
Look behind your back
there's someone who cries
here comes your baby, your boy, your boy...
She has something yours!