I'm a sin,
what you see, you have seen...

In the sweetness of that voice,
made of every earthly sin...

Color is only defined by the shade of our eyes.
You and I have least in common...

I didn't find the mystical variation of my needs
but still walked past my heartbreaks...

We are born of emotions, we who have nothing to...
A mirror reflecting our insecurities...

There is need in me
one that controls my surrounding...

Today is a mark in a life filled with uncertainty...
with the value I place on myself...

Like the canvas in my eyes,
our love is ours to paint...

I pause, to a pose,
Comma, a language dose...

My faith is lost with the wind,
Nothing counts...

Embraced by happiness,
joy kisses my heart...

Golden heart,
silver love...