if you have a problem with me, you come here and you whisper it in my ear
You´re holding all the pain inside

And you´re thinkin´ about the end to come

It seems to be the only thing for you what´s real

So, you feel that you´ve become

Too cynical to live your life

And you believe that there is no way to be free



So, you´re losin´ all your time

To figure out what´s wrong and right

But, I believe that you have more than this to give

Well, it´s not me who will decide

Who´s lovin´ who and what is right

Because it´s you who has the power to forgive

(yourself)



You´re blessed to cry

As you change your point of view

And you lead your fears to burn

You´re blessed to fly

And able to return

When you´re bleeding for the cure