I can't

per a la flor verinosa

I'm trying to wake in the morning
Without the taste of your lips
And I can't

Trying to be handsome for the outside
But it's your face I see in the mirror
And I can't

Trying to think about something else than my bleeding
But it's your words I have in my mind
It's your eyes I have in the eyes
It's the hole you left I have inside
And I can't

Trying to remember how happy was my life before you
And I can't, no I can't

[oscar/I can't/records de maçanet de cabrenys]