Pyrrhura
Rubics Cube
I see you in townMood has changedWalking in a roundbetween the rubbish and the wasteWe´re changingeveryday we´re at different positionsme and youWe´re messyBut everytime we´re solvableme and youWe´re like a Rubik´s cubeEverytime that I met youYou were someone elsetried to recognizeBut I didn´t see through your eyesIt could be a great depressionMaybe you´ll fing someone´s graceYou will be depositedso that you´ll be solved, at original place
From Letras Mania