Elisa :: :: Asile's world

  
   When I'm looking for the perfect things
  Some fantasies they save me with the grace - it's a precious land
  All around me little things are shining like they are one - ( are we sisters?)
  When I'm looking for the perfect things
  I stand up and put on another face
  You're all exploring all you see, you should live everything
  
  Perspiring deeply watching these fears
  as big as planets I'm hot.
  
  I'm waking up in a good day
  So happy walking into the sun
  See you are living
  All you are in your eyes, is there an end?
  Just gimme some time sister gimme some trust sister.
  I really want you see me the way
  I am the way
  I am the way I am
  
  Perspiring deeply watching these fears
  as big as planets I'm hot.
  
  Yellow sun keeps on burning
  Wild wise earth keeps on turning.