There’s a light thats fading
Heavens praying hard
I can’t seem to grasp on to my own heart.
So many feelings
I don’t know where to start
Is it really impossible to fill in all the parts?
While all my steps lead to someone else’s dream
I never seem to hold my destiny
It’s past time, I think, for you to come and find me.
(Moara F. Lacerda – 02 fev./ 30 maio 2015)