Black and white fields
life under the feet will bring
each step is measured
I belived that you were better
and of those best
that now is sacred to me
And blind belif
in your word
that is not worth a God
did your crying was
only dress rehearsal
Ref. 2x
Life isn't fair
because it makes you belive
that everything is possible, but isn't
Beauty and beast
mission impossible
just like you and I
black lady and white bishop
Like tin soldiers
let us hand moves
Whether we like it or not like
Like from a habit
In all I exaggerate
and we have not even started
I've already called you a saint
but what's worth
because the image is now fading
why me bitter truth
at least one not spare me
Ref 2x