Late Night Talks
You seem to be filled with fire
A little of everything mixed up
So tough in an exotic way
You are the choas and the beauty intervened
A tornado of roses from divine
You are the solid gold
You love the moonlight and the storms
And other things filled with soul
You are the strength wrapped in beauty
Sometimes you need to pretend everything's OK
But it is always worse than it seems
You get lost inside your mind
Feeling betrayed,
Deep inside, there's nothing fine
Monsters scream but you'll be alright
Still waiting for the impossible to happen
As you're not perfect, you're madness
And the sky smiled right back at you
Each passing night knowing a liitle more about you.