The Magic Numbers - Anima Sola lyrics

He was the only son who wouldn't stay Barely twenty-one when he went away Anima Sola keeps me wired If I grow cold I should grow tired But I'll get to Mexico before I die He was the only son who couldn't lie Just like a setting sun without the sky Anima Sola keeps me wired If I grow cold I should grow tired If I grow cold I will grow tired But I'll get to Mexico before I die Anima Sola keeps me wired If I grow cold I should grow tired If I get cold I will get tired But I'll get to Mexico before I die