Heaven

Red is the color for a raging bull

This is the time I feel unfaithful

But that’s ok, because I used to it

Just like a driving orchestra without a conductor

And like a bee lost its stingray

I hope someone will breath me in

Why we must see sorrow so we can taste sugar?

Oh yes, the bitter pil will always make you better

Than a can of beer, with its promising vision

But why still there’s no light from the light house?

The hole in this sinking ship cannot take it any longer

and uh, then, I know someone’s there

watching me from distance

maybe its hard for her to reach my hand

maybe its just like build a 10 story house in a sand

it’s ok to bend it like never before

bend it till they fit

bend it like they come In pair

bend it like they we’re meant for it

because I know, it’s hard to understand me

it’s hard to talk to a little boy

it’s hard like a crab with its shell

but maybe when you can break through the shell

you’ll find me there, lying naked all alone

you’ll find me and my running nose

weeping, praying, hoping for someone

really, don’t ever hesitate to break it

because I’m all alone inside

and the sole of my shoes already worn out

and my hair grow longer

and I’m still hoping for you

to teach me how to smile sincerely

to teach me how to dance

to teach me to always try to blow the notes higher

to never say “I’m tired” to me

to laugh with me while we eat and our mouth is full of cookies

to slip your fingers to my hair

and it’s just like heaven