Natalia Lafourcade Running Too Fast
Whose place is this place,
when we try to get everything?
Who can we share with,
when we try to get everything?
Whose words are those words,
that you gave me in a piece of paper?
Whose love is all your love,
if I try just to have it all?
My shoulders are too small
My pocket cannot hold
The world is still here
I'm running too fast
I'm running too fast for nothing
I'm running too fast
I'm running too fast
Whose flowers are those ones,
in the corner of your apartment?
Whose words are those ones?
In the air, in the air...
My love is getting bigger
My house has made more room
Whose place will this place be,
if we try to get more than this?
Whose place will this place be,
if we try to get more than this?
Whose place will this place be,
if we try to get more than this?
Whose place will this place be...
I'm running too fast
I'm running too fast for nothing
I'm running too fast
I'm running too fast for nothing
I'm running too fast
I'm running too fast for nothing
I'm running too fast
I'm running too fast for nothing