Words.
Words to say, words to keep, words to sleep
Words that can turn into happiness
And at the same time, in sorrow.
Can make us forget about tomorrow
Making choices without thinking before,
Without looking back
Leaving all alone.
Words to feel, words to sigh, words to go high
Words that can exist on a moment
And suddenly not exist anymore.
Turn the beautiful noise in absolute silence.
Living for the words you say,
The ones that comes sweetly from your month
Not dreaming too high, but not living only on the world of reality.
Even without the words, I have your eyes
And the beating of your heart to listen.
To keep my thoughts with me
In serene, solemn, not alone here.
Breathe for me, my love,
Hold my hand and take me away
With your words and heart.
Let it be more real than already is.
. . . I will be the light to illuminate when the darkness take over.
Unlock my heart and let me feel alive once more
Take me where the angels fall
I am not afraid.
Say the word, speak your mind
And feel the liberty
Like magic, but the real one,
This is not just an illusion.
. . . and it goes on and on and on . . .
Words that can turn into happiness
And at the same time, in sorrow.
Can make us forget about tomorrow
Making choices without thinking before,
Without looking back
Leaving all alone.
Words to feel, words to sigh, words to go high
Words that can exist on a moment
And suddenly not exist anymore.
Turn the beautiful noise in absolute silence.
Living for the words you say,
The ones that comes sweetly from your month
Not dreaming too high, but not living only on the world of reality.
Even without the words, I have your eyes
And the beating of your heart to listen.
To keep my thoughts with me
In serene, solemn, not alone here.
Breathe for me, my love,
Hold my hand and take me away
With your words and heart.
Let it be more real than already is.
. . . I will be the light to illuminate when the darkness take over.
Unlock my heart and let me feel alive once more
Take me where the angels fall
I am not afraid.
Say the word, speak your mind
And feel the liberty
Like magic, but the real one,
This is not just an illusion.
. . . and it goes on and on and on . . .
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