And the night comes...
In the midst of a new broken day,
Telling a story that is no wonder,
It comes with my hopes high.
We are just a blow of heaven,
The sweet and sour,
The love and hate,
Darkness and light.
Never thought I’m special,
Because we all have a place.
Never been in the spotlight,
Because we all deserve the grace.
Simple raindrops fall on my face,
Teaching me how much I am,
Never big neither small,
Life always finds a way.
And the night comes...
And we see,
We feel,
We create,
I cannot think of a better way...
To be ourselves.