Cross my heart,
find what have been beating for so long,
fake this world in colors and peace,
let all that go and open arms only for receivin' me.

Finally a chance
to walk away off this crossroad;
legend has it that life starts when we understand the Love,
it figures, as we are born out of love,
without life, I don't want to hang on,
singing alone on the streets and watching the shades getting shelter thru the night.

Life goes away, sometimes
when you least expect it,
reach out your hands to the balcony,
set your sight beyond the horizon
and close your eyes only for the
moment of being together with your silence.

Make a prayer for those who ask for lines,
walk away on the feelings of being freeze,
shatter all the glass walls around, but
protect your eyes from the sharpness of
words which kills more than the wounds sometimes.

Cross my heart and find a part of a treasure
which I've been using for discovering myself.
Cross my heart and allow me to the light.