Art of love life.

One day I will love to talk about me,
of...
...all the times that I cried because I was alone and weird.
Of all the times that no one understood my looks,
of those times when I wanted to speak, but there was no one to listen to me,
for all those times that for draw the attention I have to thrown in larger situations than me.
When I hug and hold plushes because they were the only thing that consoled me.
They were the only thing that kept me warm.
One day be able to fly free,
and I know that it will be thanks to you.
and I know that it will be thanks to you.


I was born locked in a cage,
and alone I threw the keys by mistake.
They grew up with wrong judgments and social obligations,
many have tried to find the key,
but no one has found them, because I had to throw away.
I did not want no one take it,
That cage protected me as well as keep me imprisoned
and I was afraid ...

You gave me your hand,
between the bars,
I have reject it
and I did not do anything for you
if you do not lie and say it did not go well,
I tried in every way to get away you from me ...
But do not you've ever gone,
you moved away for not to bother me
and in your silence you have observed the lock,
with time you built the right key and without my realizing it
You've open  the door for get me outside.
And now I can fly free,
and I know that it will be thanks to you.
and I know that it will be thanks to you.

When I am afraid to stay there,
in that world wrong for me,
and you'll not be there to hold my hand
to let me grow up,
to let me go wrong
I'll think of you
and I will be free.
and I will be free to love.
I can dance barefoot in nature,
even away from the stars,
and you'll be there,
inside me.
And I know that I can be free.
and I know that it will be thanks to you,
I know it will
because of you.