Concealed Memories

I am in search of concealed memories

the little things you lock in a secret place

the first man who broke your heart in two

I’ll mend if I can

I am in search of concealed memories

that maybe, fragile girl, you will share with me

the first man who said “Put away your toys”

I have them right here

There is no need to cry to have me touching your eyes

there is no need to fall to go up again

there is no need to struggle to deserve some rest

when everyone forget tell me a memory

I am in search of concealed memories

the thoughts which are most hidden in your sweet soul

I’ll try to do a collection of comet tails

Do shine at your best

So tell me if you’re really willing to try

to lend me every sensation you have to feel

I am in search of concealed memories

could you give me yours?

There is no need to cry to have me touching your eyes

there is no need to fall to go up again

there is no need to struggle to deserve some rest

when everyone forget tell me a memory