It's always dificult to explain
whatever feelings you have inside
the words can't contain
whatever lies deep in our heart.
I've always thought about life
about death and lived in dreams of love
always trying to be, trying to feel,
trying to make it all real.
Sometimes I'd stopped
to think on what was going on,
trying to make sense of life
trying to make sure I was following the right path.
And evertime I thought about it
I realized there was something wrong,
some decision, some step, some thought...
that drove me completely away from what was important.
Now I'm thinking that maybe it's best if I just stop trying,
maybe I should let destiny take over,
maybe I should forget my dreams,
maybe I should go find the only thing certain in life.
Everyday brings the same,
everyday we try the same...
try to breathe, try to see, try to feel,
though we won't make it until embracing our sins.
