Right in the middle
Fly and catch your match the fire against the wall it is you when I turn back you name me colors you don't put efforts for the sake of whom we are. I dared oh, shouldn't I you said I should risk more We were forsaken to admit that second lives don't owe up the glare Right in the middle I was stuck between your brave and your weak Right in the middle of your low tone screaming deep Right in the middle of what destiny has made of us broken into piece. All my luv, Thaís Fernanda Ortiz de Moraes