Clara Luzia

Hush, fall asleep
Hope sits deep
That we might wake up
Tomorrow again

Those who have gone
And those yet to come
And in between us
On a constant run

What am I to do
But fall in love with you
What am I to think
But I do too

A past to keep
A present to steal
A permanent attempt to conceal

Those who have lost
And those who have won
And in between us
Who are just the lucky ones

What am I to do
But fall in love with you
What am I to think
But I do too