How I hate those mornings
When Sun climbs up the horizon
When fog is slowly dispersing
And you are sleeping alone
How I hate those mornings
When wildlife slowly awakens
When dreams are being forgotten
And I'm not next to you
How can I arrive alive?
Who would cry if I died?
How I hate those mornings
When your side of bed is empty cold
When new day starts to unfold
And distance between us remains
How I hate those mornings
Where the hell did I go wrong?
Is it purgatory all along?
Are you just a dream?
How can I arrive alive?
Who would cry if I died?
How I hate those mornings
When all night I avoided sleep
When in my soul I'm digging deep
But you will never know
How I hate those mornings
When Sun climbs up the horizon
Y mi desholado corazon
And you are far, far, gone
How can I arrive alive?
Who would cry if I died?
How did I arrive alive?
Will you cry when I die?