Love song

I am tired of walk after something I cannot reach.
Now I just realized, I been waiting something that will never come to me; emotions that I am unable to see.
How can be so beautiful something so painful? Cannot understand.

How do they know they are in love? I do not know, 'cause the butterflies have never fly inside my belly, my heart have never been racing, and my head is always over my shoulders.

Am I not a human? Actually, I am.
Am I wrong? Actually, I am not.

I am just here, sitting, and thinking about. Now I know what I have to do. Now I know the path I must follow; that one that I am able to reach.


What you call 'love' it is misery to me. What I call 'love' may be 'loneliness' for you, but I can reach it just with my sight, and the happiness with it, and I must not follow it, because is already with me. That one is my love song.