Letras:Spain. Her Used-to-been.

She knew it was all over
When she turned her back
On her used-to-been
She knew it was all over
When she turned from him
She turned to me
What's for me to say
I see that you've been crying

Your own man's arms
Like to bear their fists
But my arms have hands like a graceful nest
And all they want to do is hold, hold you