
Flog is blinding my sight
Darkness is stopping my ride
So I stop in this old road
That goes nowhere
The one that I made years ago
To find a place I can call home
The fabric of my clothes is black
The color of my heart is enlighted
Finding myself with some hope
to see how right can I be
In a love where I'm n longer alone
I'm neutral now
I cannot longer be scared
I cannot longer be prepare
And I'm waiting for a sign
That tells me you are on my side
In this journey of shadows and sparks
Maybe it's the time
Maybe it's the place
But I feel alone without hearing your voice
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