They liked to get lost in books
They both enjoyed a good movie
They looked for beauty and looks
They captured them in photography

They both knew deep inside
They were just the same
They both preferred to hide
They are both to blame

She was crazy about his eyes
She, herself, was a catch
They should’ve rolled the dice
They were the perfect match

And now it’s such a shame
Neither was brave enough to try
Blackjack will no longer be the game
And the flame will surely die

Though you think you're unworthy of the girl
She might think otherwise
So give it a whirl
Take a turn and roll the dice

If you seek, you will find
You will find her
And she will smile
She will smile with her eyes
She will smile with her lips
She will hold you in her arms
And she will kiss you at last

But if you do not seek
Then you shall never find

Yesterday
She wanted him
She needed him
He liked her

Today
He wants her
He needs her
She likes him

Tomorrow
He wants her
He needs her
She wears a ring

La primera vez que lo notó,
su camisa era naranja.
Con el tiempo,
su camisa pasó de naranja,
a verde, a celeste, y a morado;
junto con su historia.
Su última camisa fue negra,
y se perdieron entre tanta oscuridad.

One belongs in the past,
The other is meant to last.
Choose wisely between one another,
Because you will lose the other.

He took a plane
To go back to some plain Jane
But when he opened the door
Oh, the horror
"Don't!", screamed the waitress
As he noticed someone in her mattress