Am I ready to say?
Are you running away?
I'm afraid you may be cold
With what has not been told.
All my colors have been melted
Into a feeling I've never felt
Before you go once more
I have something to show.
Am I awake dreaming
While you're just sleeping?
Like the ink flowing through the pen
There's a rush in my veins,
Drawing pictures in black and white
But no letters to write
For now you know somehow
I have something to show…
I have something to show…
(Refrão 2x)
I couldn't say the words
As the canvas can.
Too strange for the world
But isn't love insane?