Musica de Andrea Bejar del Genero: Pop Todos los artistas y cantantes de música de Pop son individuos talentosos y apasionados que dedican su vida a crear y compartir su arte con el mundo. Su música de Andrea Bejar tiene el poder de emocionarnos, inspirarnos y conectarnos a un nivel profundo. En este blog FoxMusicaDe, exploraremos el mundo de los artistas y cantantes de música del genero Pop, destacando su dedicación, creatividad y contribuciones a la cultura.
Los artistas y cantantes de música tienen la capacidad única de expresar sus emociones y experiencias a través de su voz y talento musical. A través de sus letras y melodías, nos llevan a un viaje emocional y nos permiten conectarnos con nuestras propias emociones.
Además de su talento musical, los artistas y cantantes son verdaderos profesionales en su campo. Trabajan arduamente para perfeccionar su
[Verse 1]
Dad, you're getting older and it shows
Wish I didn't see it, wish I didn't need to know
Drowning out the memories 'cause you know
The time's such a killer collecting all the years you owe
[Pre-Chorus]
And I'm holding my breath in the backseat
I don't wanna think of our life when you're gone
When the sea meets the sun and you ask me
Will you remember me for what I've become?
[Verse 2]
Mom, you tried to hide it, now I know
It's not just me who's afraid, I'm not a kid anymore
Wish that you could hold me just a little longer
But soon, you'll be the ghost in my room
You looked for when I was younger
[Pre-Chorus]
And I'm biting my tongue in the backseat
I don't wanna think of our life when you're gone
And I know I'll be fine but it lays on my mind
Every time I forget to miss you
[Chorus]
I wanna grow old in a place that I know
In a house with the light you leave on
And my room looks the same as the day that I left
Just in case I decide to come home
Hate to think of the day that I'll pick up the phone
And you're not there to answer my call
And how am I supposed to move on when you're gone?
Wasn't taught how to let you go
[Instrumental Break]
[Chorus]
I wanna grow old in a place that I know
In a house with the light you leave on
And my room looks the same as the day that I left
Just in case I decide to come home
Hate to think of the day that I'll pick up the phone
And you're not there to answer my call
And how am I supposed to move on when you're gone?
Wasn't taught how to let you go
Never taught me to let go
And I've never been good on my own