Wake Up Call
When she walks back to the beginning
In her mind and in her heart
Nothing but a warmer feeling
Comes out as the beauty of art
What happened on the way here
That she can't focus her eyes
That she can't truly cheer
Even thought she has always been wise
All we see is a knot of troubles
But under an armour, behind a wall
Is still some softness that yearns to double
Perhaps all she needs is a wake up call
Somewhere in the game she lost her face
Between disillusionment and deeper sorrow
She couldn't find a button to the next phase
She gave up to rejoice in a morrow
When she stops to fight the flow
Of inconceivable feelings and thoughts
A bright remembrance clears a port
To remind her who she was
All we see is a knot of troubles
But under an armour, behind a wall
Is still some softness that yearns to double
Perhaps all she needs is a wake up call
All we see is a knot of troubles
But under an armour, behind a wall
Is still some softness that yearns to double
Perhaps all she needs is a wake up call
One should keep his eyes wide open
And always look behind that wall
What could have been done
What words remained unspoken
What could have saved one's life was a wake up call
In her mind and in her heart
Nothing but a warmer feeling
Comes out as the beauty of art
What happened on the way here
That she can't focus her eyes
That she can't truly cheer
Even thought she has always been wise
All we see is a knot of troubles
But under an armour, behind a wall
Is still some softness that yearns to double
Perhaps all she needs is a wake up call
Somewhere in the game she lost her face
Between disillusionment and deeper sorrow
She couldn't find a button to the next phase
She gave up to rejoice in a morrow
When she stops to fight the flow
Of inconceivable feelings and thoughts
A bright remembrance clears a port
To remind her who she was
All we see is a knot of troubles
But under an armour, behind a wall
Is still some softness that yearns to double
Perhaps all she needs is a wake up call
All we see is a knot of troubles
But under an armour, behind a wall
Is still some softness that yearns to double
Perhaps all she needs is a wake up call
One should keep his eyes wide open
And always look behind that wall
What could have been done
What words remained unspoken
What could have saved one's life was a wake up call
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Writer(s): Andrea šulcová
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