Esta Vida

Israfel, the sweetly song you sing me, is running through my head and back again. All this life, was everything I could hope for, and I owe it to you my only friend.
But all my life is a mystery, a song I sing, a place for me to spread my special thing. I'd fall apart but for the melody in my view. And all my love is in everything I do and I'm not gonna stop, gonna spread my wings, gonna take it to the top. I swear to God, but I don't know what I wouldn't do.
Esta Vida is life.
Got myself a twenty dollar bill,
I'm gonna rocket on through the night.
Esta Vida is life.
No matter what the doctor gonna say,
I've had a mighty good life.
She held my hand, as though it were the last one, that she would ever have to call her own. And in this time, she built up her defenses, and it's a damn good thing she works alone.
You were the one that they run and they turn to. Always the same 'cause he loves who he wants to. Never could guess 'cause he knows his opinion, better than anyone else. Sick of himself he can care for no other, but now he's so far away he's lost touch with his mother, and he has suffered enough for the cause, but a secret clause says spread your wings and fly.
Everything is gonna be okay, when the day turns to night or the night turns into day. I'd fall apart but for the melody in my view. But all my love in everything I do and I'm not gonna stop, gonna spread my wings, gonna take it to the top. I swear to God but I don't know what I wouldn't do.