Walls

I
I used to decorate the walls
That kept me locked inside myself
You
You came along, opened my door
And through your bare eyes I could see
Colors I'd never seen before

Not even on my lovely walls

I
Look at the colors on my walls
And in a sudden they look pale
You
Let me dip the tip of my pen
In that colorful soul of yours
And I'm starting to write poems

With words I didn't even know

Libre
Libre
(I used to decorate the walls)
Libre
(That kept me locked inside myself)
Libre

May
May all these feelings break all walls
And scatter the bricks everywhere
We'll paint the colors of our love

With new words every single day



Credits
Writer(s): Alba James
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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