Who Am I
The Past Alive
Sometimes when I´m alone at night I cry the tear that I find inside At day when I remember that I´m feeling nothing but regret Who am I I can´t tell Where am I I can´t tell Sometimes when I´m alone all day I realize I got so much to say And when I find an open mind I konw it´s not what I wanted to find Who am I... And when I sit searching for words I feel the echo of my efforts I read my mind I find myself In a dark and gloomy shelf