Comments about Tomas Medina
waiting, in mysterious wonder
the questions of my mind
addiction to you keeps me here.
no cure for the pain to be alone
without you in my arms close to me
conceived pain without my sweet
pain to myself, hurt myself
still no help without you
the only cure is to be with you
alone with you, to see you
dreams and desires, wants and wishes
none can help if i cant be granted.
they sta as wushes and wants,
dreams and also only desires
to be with you grants all of these
i beg to no one
'please just let me be, with the only ...