Where are the lights that do not sleep?
and the words that never came to paper,
they are lost without remedy, they bloom in secret
in the painted sky of any sunset
Where all the feelings go
when a heart suddenly hurts
they escape through the back away from the looks
or they are lonely forever in a corner
Where are the kisses that we forgot once
where are the hidden marks of your skin
Where your dreams go, I want to be the owner
the most precious treasure I will keep
Where are the warm hours of sunrise
where the hands go if they do not caress the skin
Where the shadows go at night
and the voices that are never heard
They waste time, they mix with the wind
and let them take you on an endless journey
Where the melodies go, if there is no place in your soul for them
Where the words sleep until the sun comes to wake them up
Where are they going...
Look, look where your feelings go
where are those warm hours of dawn
Only among all we can make this a better place :)