Dark Light

She looks at the sky in the night, anyway We still make a smile when it’s hard (hmhm) She doesn’t like the lights, she prefers the dark We live in the whiteness, but we knew the other side What are we hiding? What are we hiding? What are we hiding, afraid of our dreams He doesn’t want to try, he’s rich, anyway Should we make a smile, when weaknesses take hold of us he's in the spotlight, never been in the shadows. He cuts off his, broken wings, but she’s already gone, switch cannot be on What are we hiding? What are we hiding, afraid of our dreams