Cici

Sometimes it seems that I have no place.
And I don't know what to do, with myself.
Night after another, I can taste the filth inside.
And I need to reclense my soul.



When something dies becomes to life
when water shines and yellow light
when something moves inside a tree,
I wish you saw things just like me.
When I walk around lost and found
and I feel my feet as they touch the ground
and I’m happy just to be right there
I wish that I could somehow share the thing my stomach does
when I think of us,
what if we had one second to be
just like the other what would we see,
what if you knew exactly what you are to me ,
would you be terriblying surprised
to see who I am in my actual size
the second is short and more than enough
you’d feel loved, you would feel loved
What you hear when music sings
what makes you sad what sadness brings
do you feel empty when you cry
if i could only find out why
you fear the things you fear
and make it disappear.
what if we had one second to be
just like the other what would we see,
what if you knew exactly what you are to me ,
would you be terriblying surprised
to see who I am in my actual size
the second is short and more than enough
you’d feel loved, you would feel loved
what if we had one second to be
just like the other what would we see,
what if you knew exactly what you are to me ,
would you be terriblying surprised
to see who I am in my actual size
the second is short and more than enough
you’d feel loved, you would feel loved, you would feel loved



Every time I see your face
My heart smiles
Every time it feels so good
It hurts sometimes
Created in this world
To love and to hold
To feel
To breathe
To love you