I'm sentimental, so I walk in the rain, I've got some habits even I can't explain could start for the corner, turn up in Spain. But why try to change me now? I sit and daydream, I've got daydreams galore cigarette ashes, there they go on the floor, I'll go away weekends, leave my keys in the door, but why try to change me now? Why can't I be more conventional? People talk, people stare, so I try...but that's not for me, 'cause I can't see my kind of crazy world go passing me by .. so, let people wonder, let 'em laugh, let 'em frown, you know I'll love you till the moon's upside down. don't you remember I was always your clown? Why try to change me now?
Camila Castro
