Naive To The Bone
It seems like honesty is not so fashionable these days
It´s true, I ask a lot of questions
You call me naïve?
I tell you what
I´m naïve to the bone
Do you think I´m too soft?
Because I don´t hide
Or, it is that you´re lost when I smile?
I don´t need your love
But, I dare to ask you how you feel about me
Just to get things straight
I have no cards to hide
My life´s not a game
Let me picture my future:
A large room, where you can hear the silence
No place for arrogance, no pain in my chest
Just, the beating of my heart
(Undiscernable exclamation)
Is it that you feel superior behind a costume of indifference?
In the middle ages, people used to wear cloaks, it´s 2016, get real
So you think I´m too soft?
I´ve got nothing to prove, I have no advice for you
But, remember what Terrence said:
The last dance, we dance alone
It´s true, I ask a lot of questions
You call me naïve?
I tell you what
I´m naïve to the bone
Do you think I´m too soft?
Because I don´t hide
Or, it is that you´re lost when I smile?
I don´t need your love
But, I dare to ask you how you feel about me
Just to get things straight
I have no cards to hide
My life´s not a game
Let me picture my future:
A large room, where you can hear the silence
No place for arrogance, no pain in my chest
Just, the beating of my heart
(Undiscernable exclamation)
Is it that you feel superior behind a costume of indifference?
In the middle ages, people used to wear cloaks, it´s 2016, get real
So you think I´m too soft?
I´ve got nothing to prove, I have no advice for you
But, remember what Terrence said:
The last dance, we dance alone