That we are vulnerable in the eyes of the world.
Does the diamond reveal its cruelty when you admire it?
That we are made of salt and sand.
Doesn't the beauty of the sea show her fist?
That we are of light and darkness.
Isn't day and night a haven for you?
Does the diamond reveal its cruelty when you admire it?
That we are made of salt and sand.
Doesn't the beauty of the sea show her fist?
That we are of light and darkness.
Isn't day and night a haven for you?
That we are a closed book ...
A mystery hiding
round.
Or, a bag full of answers.
A box of kisses for injuries.
We are so many things and none
because it all depends on the heart that looks at us.
We move on with the ruthless soul
and, the smile from our heart.
A mystery hiding
round.
Or, a bag full of answers.
A box of kisses for injuries.
We are so many things and none
because it all depends on the heart that looks at us.
We move on with the ruthless soul
and, the smile from our heart.