Talks

Maybe if my hands could

take her pain away

of her little body...

Maybe if my words could

be said right in the moment

when she's feeling alone

The things could be softer

But we don't know

When the moment of the words come

Something always take the chance away

far away from my hands...

Maybe if his hands could

touch my face in the right moment...

He could finally know why I always

turn my face for the other side

when we are talking serious.

If his voice could be sound when

I'm alone on my room

If his words could be said when

I need them most...

This heavy feeling could be taken away

from my heart.

But I don't know why

When the words finally come

Something always take the chance away

far away from my hands...