Head full of songs, more then I can give to bands so I started recording with my living room studio. Try to put my symfonic rock background into a pop format
Innocent, sweet
No yesterday yet
So little, complete
So glad we have met
Still don’t know me
Know nothing yet
You don’t foresee
Just sleep in your bed
Behold the wonder you are
The promise, untold
Your future memoir
Chorus
Will you pass on your name?
-Just make it so, if it makes you happy
Will you fit in the game?
-Get your tools with love from mommy and daddy
And who will I be for you?
Whatever you want me to
Slowly your eyes will open up
You’ll realize you cannot stop
to follow a path, fall and learn
Known by God, but our concern
is to guide you to your destiny
Whatever you wish and want it to be
Your goal is yours
Your soul, your mind
We’ll try to open doors
For what you’ll try to find
