You make me un poco loco Un poquititito loco The way you keep me guessing I’m nodding and I’m yessing I’ll count it as a blessing That I’m only un poco loco
remember me, though I have to say goodbye. remember me, don’t let it make you cry, for even if I’m far away, I hold you in my heart. I sing a secret song to you, each night we are apart. remember me, though I have to travel far. remember me, each time you hear a sad guitar, know that I’m with you, the only way that I can be, until you’re in my arms again, remember me.