Lovely John

Volví. Londres es maravilloso, ya subiré las fotos y contaré un poco. La pasé bárbaro. Pero por lo pronto sólo quiero postear esta letra. A veces parece que lo que escribieron los muertos explica con una claridad abismal los sentimientos de los vivos. ¿No?

Here in some stranger's room
Late in the afternoon
What am I doing here at all?
Ain't no doubt about it
I'm losing you

Somehow the wires got crossed
Communication's lost
Can't even get you on the telephone
Just got to shout about it
I'm losing you

Here in the valley of indecision
I don't know what to do
I feel you slipping away

Well now, you say you're not getting enough
But I remind you of all that bad, bad, bad stuff
So what the hell am I supposed to do?
Just put a bandaid on it?
And stop the bleeding now

I'm losing you
Don't want to lose you now

John Lennon, I'm losing you, 1979.