My intentions are good. I use my intuition, it takes me for a ride
but I never understood other people's superstitions,
it seemed like suicide.
As i play the game of life
I try to make it better each and every day
and when I struggle in the night,
the magic of the music seems to light the way.
Intuition takes me there,
intuition takes me everywhere.
Well my instincts are fine
I had to learn to use them in order to survive,
and time after time confirmed an old suspicion
it's good to be alive.
And when i'm deep down and out and lose communication
with nothing left to say,
it's then iI realize it's only a condition
of seeing things that way.

(Quiero que seas verdad).