Confusion
Naivety and prettiness, that's what I'm known of. I want to be so much more.
You say, you can help, but is it true? I want to become so much more.
What do you say? You say: "Come on, don't be afraid, the power is all yours".
I think about it, I could be so great. No, no, no, he's lying.
But I don't want to be this naive girl anymore. I want to be free.
And the power, I can almost taste it.
Your lips and mine. Then, nothing.