I want to travel in time.

i only need that you look at me
and for me its the best day
i only hear you saying hi
and for me its the best day

but its difficult compite with nature
but its difficult compite with your tied hands

when i see you happy to his side
for me its the worst day
when i see you smiling on him
for me its the worst day

but its difficult compite with him closer
but its difficult compite with me older

if i´d have a machine of time
i´d travel till the day
that you known him
i´d bring with me a prostitute
who using her atributes
could take him away

but its difficult compite with your sweetness
but its difficult compite with your goodness

why i use to pray?
why i use to run?
why i use to wait?

i hate him
i hate me