Alma Mia - Luz Casal

Watch me heap up what I’ve sown

I’m made of peanuts and not of shells

God spares a quality of himself

Uniquely designed but we can’t help ourselves

So, why I made the face that bugs you?

I won’t design conversation around

I made the face that bugs you

Spyglass scans the fields

Hold my hand, I feel a chill in here

Tired of looking through you

I’ve found myself, can you, find you?

Why I made the face that bugs you?

I won’t design conversation around you

I made the face that bugs you

I won’t design

Spyglass scans the fields

Hold my hand I feel a chill in here

Tired of looking through you

I’ve found myself, can you, find you?

Why, I made the face?

I won’t design