Sometimes it happens that reason
cut the thread and fly away
with the winds of a passion
that to other heavens are blowing.
It gets out of hand
and leaves you alone in the vain
hugged to a confusion
which does not lead you to an exit
And it's all the fault of the heart,
which does not make a decision.
So it can change our lives.
Soar usually heals wounds
Love to change our lives
And love, to heal the wounds.
It gets out of hand
and leaves you alone in the vain
hugged to a confusion
which does not lead you to an exit
And it's all the fault of the heart,
which does not make a decision.
So it can change our lives.
Soar usually heals wounds
Love to change our lives
And love, to heal the wounds.
And open the doors of the heart
And make a decision.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)