The story of your makeup

all over my shoulder

and the night is not yet over

theres no light in this place

this is like the more i get the more i want...

i can feel your face all on my shirt...

tell me girl...

What do i got to do?

i wanna wake up with your smell

all over myself...

please dont go away...

the night is not over yet...

lets get lost in the moment...

and be found in the morning...

René Agustín Morales Rodríguez