Fell asleep on the sofa, again.

milk and cereal while waiting to pick up my little one.

This boy - I’m from Barcelona

When I wake up in the morning and I’m feeling alright,


when I stumble into bed another Saturday night.

All the voices in my head and all the people I meet,

they’re all trying so hard to make a man out of me.



But there’s always gonna be this little boy inside of me,


and there’s always gonna be this little girl inside of me………