My world is spinning,
the way it used to
on an axis
so tightly wound
day I can't see straight
but at night
I see some clarity
and maybe I've got it
misguided as my heart has been;
have tried to be
I wanted to be
I miss my baby, he told lies maybe
Left me thinking, got me drinking
Told him: You won't notice me for I differ a million miles from your eyes.
The first time I saw him in Mendoza, Between the bars
He's wise and tall, I couldn't resist him at all
Now he's the axis and I have totally lost control
He's in my viens.
God, I'm going insane
He's everything I've been looking for
And maybe a little bit more.
— The End —