Lyrics: Casey Conroy/Daniel Flores/Jean Rodríguez/William A. Colón
Music: Casey Conroy/William A. Colón/Jean Rodríguez/Daniel Flores
My friends all think I’m crazy, for letting it go
I’m scared my parents think I’m lazy
I never want them to worry though
Hay días que no puedo, encontrar la razón
Days like these I want to just call home, home
Say “Mom I hate these stormy days, they keep coming up right when I get ok
Y es como la marea del mar que sube y baja
I never know when
In the morning in my bedroom, I put on my best shoes and they get ruined in the rain
Y cada vez que me levanto, me pongo mis zapatos but they get ruined in the rain
Así va el cuento de la vida (yeah), se sigue aumentando el peso encima (yeah)
todos tenemos esos días, con miedo de ver en la alcancía
Las noches no se acaban y los días sin tu cara se hacen peor
I love standing on a stage (yeah) but every time I turn the page, I’m on my knees (oh i’m on my knees, i’m on my knees yeah yeah)
Days like these I want to just call home
Say “Mom I hate these stormy days, they keep coming up right when I get ok
Y es como la marea del mar que sube y baja I never know when
In the morning in my bedroom, I put on my best shoes and they get ruined in the rain.
(Y cada vez que me levanto, me pongo mis zapatos but they get ruined in the rain)
In the morning in my bedroom, I put on my best shoes and they get ruined in the rain.
Y cada vez que me levanto, me pongo mis zapatos but they get ruined in the rain