Buble´s air exploted

*Oh babe… you did wrong with me
You thought to be the man of my dreams
You thought I would be the mother of your children
You thought so many things taking from a buble´s air*

Cause I remember I have never talked about the future
First cause I can´t see it and second cause you´re the past
Regarding to the man of someone´s dream
Take it easy because it doesn´t exist
And with regard to the mother stuff
I won´t be of yours, neither of someone elses kids

I´m sorry for that you´ve flown your imagination
Don´t look me like that cause I haven´t force you to do anything
You don´t like it by yourself
I understand that you got a different opinion about it
And I respect that it´s just that here end what it gave
I don´t wanna be the responsible of you future crying

*Chorus

It was nice while it last
But bear in your mind and never forget this
“That dreams last more than reality does”