07/12
ЯOЯЯIM
Who is this guy
Looking me in the eye?
Will I ever find out
What he's all about?
Should I tell him what I know?
All those places I want him to go;
The path not to follow
The high hope for tomorrow;
Will he ever understand
What he has in his hands?
This man often smiles back at me
I think he knows who he's supposed to be
And so he is, and so I do
And so it is, and so it's true.
Encruzilhada
