So now she is talking,
How I miss the days of silence.
She grew up quickly and learned,
And now she has a voice.
She was nice, she was kind,
It turns out she is a big liar.
She is nothing like she had showed.
She decieved us for many years.
She decieved us little by little,
And she wounded us all at once.
And she learned how to fly.
If she remembers the past (oh, the past).
What she was.
She was living between our hands,
And we were kind to her.
It was a mistake, but it's over now (yes, now)
What shall we do?
Not everyone is innocent,
In this world, there are all types of people.
She decieved us little by little,
And she wounded us all at once.
And she learned how to fly.