Idioma Origen:
Pick up all your tears
Throw'em in your back seat
Leave without a second glance
Somehow I?m to blame
For this never-ending racetrack you call life
So turn right
Into my arms
Turn right
You won?t be alone
You might fall off this track sometime
Hope to see you on the finish line
Driving all your friends out
At a speed they cannot follow
And soon you will be on your own
Somehow I?m to blame
For this never-ending racetrack you call life
So turn right
Into my arms
Turn right
You won?t be alone
You might fall off this track sometime
Hope to see you on the finish line
I did all I could
And I gave everything
But you had to go your way
And that road was not for me
So turn right
Into my arms
Turn right
You won?t be alone
You might fall off this track sometime
Hope to see you at the finish line
Idioma Destino:
Pick up all your tears
Throw'em in your back seat
Leave without a second glance
Somehow I?m to blame
For this never-ending racetrack you call life
So turn right
Into my arms
Turn right
You won?t be alone
You might fall off this track sometime
Hope to see you on the finish line
Driving all your friends out
At a speed they cannot follow
And soon you will be on your own
Somehow I?m to blame
For this never-ending racetrack you call life
So turn right
Into my arms
Turn right
You won?t be alone
You might fall off this track sometime
Hope to see you on the finish line
I did all I could
And I gave everything
But you had to go your way
And that road was not for me
So turn right
Into my arms
Turn right
You won?t be alone
You might fall off this track sometime
Hope to see you at the finish line