Testo Joan Garrido - Bed I Made

Oh...

I took a plane over the stars,
Didn't get me very far,
'Cause all my problems, they follow me,

I flew to the moon, but it wasn't far enough away from you,
'Cause all our problems, they follow me, yeah
Every night, I close my eyes,
All my troubles fade,
Every morning when I rise,
I'm still sleeping in this bed I made

One million times inside of my mind,
All I have justified,
But all my problems they follow me,

Oh... And I discovered a way to cleverly avoid the blame,
But all my problems still follow me,

Every night, I close my eyes,
All my troubles fade, Every morning when I rise,
I'm still sleeping in this bed, just sleeping in this bed, just sleeping in this bed...
I made, ey...