Blue room crying the truth, why is life so rude? Breaking bones to those who are looking for an antidote, people are waiting for you to bring the stars, telling you how good you are, but they’re never there when you’re in the haze, are we brave to face another day? what I want is a glass of wine and a good heart in these dark times.

Growing alone is not always a choice, on rainy days you’re playing on the bench, your green gem is watching how you laugh like there’s no mad around the town, innocence rules the house, you´re looking for a heart, and a dream to fight about, there's a path that leads you to the stars, but the world is a god that will put you in a letdowns light, what I want is to back in time when I was in your steady arms.

Sixteen you disagree with what happens in your dreams, your brain gets the control of fate, you´re walking nowhere but knowing you’re getting somewhere, you’re screaming, hugging, laughing even crying with those you spend your teenage days, and you didn't worry about life, you were living the moment that soon would break down, what I want is a friend that takes me to the end.

Is there a way to survive the war? Getting bruises trying to catch tulips, bullets, and wounds, thinking we found the one, we’re not old enough to know they're a hoax, we waste time with people who can’t even see us shine, where’s the hand I would take to guide me through the haze? Where’s the person I would hold if I get off-course in the storm? I’m lost, what I want is a light that brings me back to life.

Loving is a sin these days, what I want is a star that I can lay in the grass every night and talk about how I like its shine.

What I want is a smile that ignites my heart (what I want is something to dream about).