Beyond the surface of a lost dream lies a hero
With mocha eyes that carry a tale twice ignored
Fragile, yet scripted with tints of devout strength
An aroma drizzled with innocence but held a secret
Wearing her hopes as a cloak to disguise...maybe hide
Just to keep that smile plastered on full lips
Lured by a kiss into a lap of deceit
Trust...is that even possible?
[let me sing a song full of fantasy,
Will you listen? Or at least pretend?
Who am I to say how you receive me
That last step into love looks higher now
And the hand to guide me through
Is tainted with fear.]
She would always hear life is a journey
Looking at it through naive eyes
She saw life as good, pure, full of love
Now the bitter taste of turbulence stings
Unable to free a soul from years of pain
Not the type of pain erased by new love
No, the kind that's made a home
In the crevice of a heart scared to open
Take the time to look into those mocha eyes once again
You might see dreams, maybe a hint of hope
But do you see the suffering? The darkness?
She hides it well, maybe too well
Because then no one knows
Which means she faces it alone
And she wouldn't have it any other way
Beyond the surface of a lost dream lies a hero
Find her, and you've found the world