True Tanguera - Momo Smitt

Staring at your face in the wall from the corner of my room It takes too long to cover all brush strokes that look like you And I can sense that I'm not quite myself 'Cause I'm someone else without you Mama didn't wanna raise a son who would grow up To be like my father, lonely, rule of thumb Look what I've become instead And I can sense that I'm not quite myself 'Cause I'm someone else without you It's true That I'm in love with you, there's nothing I can do And maybe It's through Still I'm in love with you, there's nothing I can do And I wish it wasn't true Staring at your face in the wall from the corner of my room It takes too long to cover all brush strokes that look like you And I can sense that I'm not quite myself 'Cause I'm someone else without you Mama didn't wanna raise a son who would grow up To be like my father, lonely, rule of thumb Look what I've become instead And I can sense that I'm not quite myself 'Cause I'm someone else without you It's true That I'm in love with you, there's nothing I can do And maybe it's through Still I'm in love with you, there's nothing I can do And I wish it wasn't true It's true That I'm in love with you, there's nothing I can do It's true That I'm in love with you, there's nothing I can do It's true (staring at your face in the wall from the corner of my room) That I'm in love with you, there's nothing I can do And maybe it's through Still I'm in love with you, there's nothing I can do And I wish it wasn't true