One step from the possible
One step from you
Afraid of what to decide
Afraid of myself
Of everything that I don't know
Of everything that I lacked
Yet to smell the flower between the asphalt
and the cobalt sky, to see
(Yet to feel)
Yet to feel the dreams dreams the tears
On the days of silence to see
senses of you,
senses of you
Yet to smell the flower between the asphalt
and the cobalt sky, to see
(Yet to feel)
Yet to feel the dreams between the tears
On the days of silence to see
senses of you,
senses of you
(Yet to feel)
senses of you
senses of you