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A veces es tarde

 Well you only need the light when it’s burning low
Only miss the sun when it starts to snow
Only know you love her when you let her go
Only know you’ve been high
When you’re feeling low
Only hate the road when you’re missing home
Only know you love her when you let her go
And you let her go

Staring at the bottom of your glass
Hoping one day you’ll make a dream last
But dreams come slow and they go so fast.

You see her when you close your eyes
Maybe one day you’ll understand why
Everything you touch surely dies

But you only need the light when it’s burning low
Only miss the sun when it starts to snow
Only know you love her when you let her go
Only know you’ve been high when you’re feeling low
Only hate the road when you’re missing home
Only know you love her when you let her go

Staring at the ceiling in the dark
Same old empty feeling in your heart
Because love comes slow and it goes so fast

Well you see her when you fall asleep
But never to touch and never to keep
Because you loved her too much
And you dived too deep

Well you only need the light when it’s burning low
Only miss the sun when it starts to snow
Only know you love her when you let her go
Only know you’ve been high when you’re feeling low
Only hate the road when you’re missing home
Only know you love her when you let her go
And you let her go… And you let her go
Well, you let her go

Because you only need the light when it’s burning low
Only miss the sun when it starts to snow
Only know you love her when you let her go
Only know you’ve been high when you’re feeling low
Only hate the road when you’re missing home
Only know you love her when you let her go

Because you only need the light when it’s burning low
Only miss the sun when it starts to snow
Only know you love her when you let her go
Only know you’ve been high when you’re feeling low
Only hate the road when you’re missing home
Only know you love her when you let her go
And you let her go

Passenger – Let her go

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Ya es tarde

hombre, solo, divorcio, triste

Ahora es que te das cuenta de tus errores.

Ahora es que empiezas a valorar tu hogar, tus hijos y a tu esposa.

Ahora que la soledad va invadiendo poco a poco cada esquina de tu espíritu.

Ahora que ya todo es definitivo, es que quieres arriesgarte a intentarlo.

Ahora es que consideras que 2 décadas de matrimonio no pueden tirarse por la borda.

Ahora es que empiezas a organizar las prioridades de tu vida. Hoy que tu esposa pone en tus manos la demanda de divorcio.

Ahora es que recuerdas las razones que hicieron que te enamoraras de ella.

Ahora es cuando comprender la inestabilidad emocional que representará esta separación para tus hijos.

Ahora entiendes que tus infidelidades no eran inofensivas.

Ahora te das cuenta que tus “deslices” no valían la pena, pero si fueron carcomiendo la paciencia de tu casi “ex” – esposa.

Ahora te ves ante el abismo de la vida que tú solo provocaste y eso te asusta.

sentencia, divorcio, separación, juez


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Antigua tardanza

Tarde(1)Una imagen… una frase… una teoría que nunca llego a tener forma.