cristina scarlat
wild soul
I. What am I? Am I human? What am I? An emotion? Time and space can lie to us while we sleep Lovers cry, parents tremble While you and I show our devils The world can play a joke on each of us anytime CHORUS: Mercy I have no feelings of mercy Destiny left me so empty Empty in my heart and my spirit My patience Fighting with our indifference Fighting to win over everything that we are and can be II. Selfishness Takes the trophies Honesty Wins the glories All the masks we have are meant to make us free Wounded pride kills our feeling While you and I need the dreaming The world can throw a dice for each of us anytime III. Wild soul Is rushing through my body And my Wild soul Is meant to keep me trying