×
Corrigir

Windows Of Soul

Empty Book

With opened eyes, I can't see
With closed eyes everything is so confuse

With opened eyes, I wait
With closed eyes, I pray for a reality
That inspire in truths that i don't know

With opened eyes, I affirm
With closed eyes, I cry for the lost and the find

And thought the windows of soul
I see everything that I ignore

I feel, I love, I hate

There are those that try to see and fall, failed
There are those the fall and see me
There are those feel me and gaze me
Those, yeah, are suffering in the practice

A double face in black and white
In happiness and sadness
That divided in feelings infinites
Feelings infinites






Mais tocadas

Ouvir Empty Book Ouvir