In our lives, nothing never is perfectly right
But this is fine, cause in my heart I can undo lies
About myself
My boliche life, always trying to see me unsatisfied
Knocking me down rolling balls of troubles in my days
By some way
But It isn't easy to see
What is essential for a being
That is looking for sunrise
Nobody can understand
Cause my mind (heart) is not my hand
where my feelings don't appear
My secret world, is uncommon to the eyes of globe
It sometimes falls, but it always rises up when I need
Of some peace
