Sync Different

There’s a place down the street

Where my friends congregate
And when we sit on those bar stools
We’re not alone
10 am the lights are on
Beer’s cold, the whiskey’s strong
And we’re drowning those memories
One by one

You can meet me at the idle hour
Where the juke box plays all those country songs
If you’re tryin’ to hang on

To a love that’s dead and gone
With too many reasons not to go back home

The neon lights are bright
Even tho it’s past midnight
And the band’s packed up and moved on
Stare at the clock on the wall
Bartender says last call
And I start missin’ her most of all

So, you can meet me at the idle hour
Where the juke box plays all those country songs
So if you’re tryin’ to hang on
To a love that’s dead and gone
With too many reasons not to go back home
Too many reasons not to go back home

I am waking up In the orchard of our dreams It hasn’t been easy We haven’t been friends for a while I will turn my back On the things I’ve done That have made you disappear You haven’t been first, for a while I could I could Blame it on the weather Blame it on the plan I could, I could Blame it on my job Blame the other man I could, I could Gather up my stones Hurl them at you I could, I could But if I lay a single finger I’m hurting me too I can see the light And it doesn’t burn my eyes For the first time in a long time I’m walking out from the shadows You twist your head Turn your heart to my face Your independent smile Tells me we can be friends again I’m being honest I’m being honest I’m being honest Right with you now I’m being honest I’m being honest I’m being honest Right here now

ES:

Bella
Talvez no lo sabe
Y esa es la clave,
Pa' hacerme verla
Siempre tan ...
Bella
Va por la calle
Sin maquillaje,
deslumbrándome

Yo se (yo se)
Que tu (que tu)
Vales una fortuna
Hay mucha belleza aqui afuera
Pero como la que tienes tu ninguna

Yo estoy (yo estoy)
Seguro
De que estarías mucho mejor conmigo...

Bella
Talvez no lo sabe
Y esa es la clave,
Pa' hacerme verla
Siempre tan ...
Bella
Va por la calle
Sin maquillaje,
Deslumbrándome

Ahora deja
Que lluevan
Estas ganas que tengo de ti
Hay mas de lo que piensas
Conmigo lo vas a descubrir

Bella
Talvez no lo sabe
Y esa es la clave,
Pa' hacerme verla
Siempre tan ...
Bella
Va por la calle
Sin maquillaje,
deslumbrándome

Bien bella como doncella en Marsella
Ella desfila por la calle como en una pasarela
Of course definitely she is from Venezuela
Ella me tiene como loco mas prendío' que una vela
Por ella, seria capaz de bajar las estrellas
Inventar nuevos planetas solo pa' que se entretenga
She's more beautiful than she can imagine

Bella
Bella
Bella



EN:

Beautiful
Maybe she doesn't know
And that's the key,
To make me see her
Always so...
Beautiful
She walks down the street
With no makeup on,
dazzling me

I know (I know)
That you (that you)
You're worth a fortune
There's a lot of beauty out here
But none like the one you've got

I am (I am)
I'm sure
That you'd be much better off with me...

Beautiful
Maybe she doesn't know
And that's the key,
To make me see her
Always so...
Beautiful
She walks down the street
With no makeup on,
dazzling me

Now let it
Let it rain
These desires I have for you
There's more than you think
With me you'll find out

Beautiful
Maybe she doesn't know
And that's the key,
To make me see her
Always so...
Beautiful
She walks down the street
With no makeup on,
dazzling me

Pretty as a princess in Marseille
She parades down the street like on a catwalk
Of course definitely she is from Venezuela
She's got me like crazy more lit than a candle
For her, I'd be capable of lowering the stars
Invent new planets just to keep her entertained
She's more beautiful than she can imagine

Beautiful
Beautiful
Beautiful