Bloco de Notas VIII

Not a fantasy this time

I'm known by the fantasies I wrote
I'm not able to feel Just able to think how does it feel
These are worlds I created but I can't give them life
Songs I wrote about thoughts I had about feelings

Just like if i knew how it was like the way I wondered

The way I tell, for those who hear
The way I paint, for those who see
The way I guide, for those who touch
The way I sing, for those who have heart

I want to be your Messias but maybe I'm just another wannabe
But Just those who have hope can get what they want
I hope I have hope enough 'cause my dreams are checked from my list
And fortunately i don't have that much lines to risk