Observer

I've been try to be perfect times and times

That I think I was born to be the best friend

I take care to understand you

I whisper the words to they seem softer, to dont hurt you

Whitout to know that you'd think in my arms as a shelter

as a friend and invisible shelter

I walked to much in this way,

that today I know I cant return

and I know I cant take curves

It wouldn't be me if I did that

By the way, It woudln't be the "me" you use to know

Then I'm here, consolating you

say what you should or shouldn't to do

Already knowing you wont do with me

I'm observing, and only this

my life goes through my mind

And I see I've never lived

I just put a bit of my life in the others' life

And hope I could live through them

So silly, now I know the heart doesn't beat out the body

It's just a question of time to be bloodless

So it's better to give you the impulse you need

Even knowing that's what is killing me

It's better if you remember me as a good than simply forget