Am I ready to say? Are you running away? I'm afraid you may be cold With what has not been told. All my colors have been melted Into a feeling I've never felt Before you go once more I have something to show. Am I awake dreaming While you're just sleeping? Like the ink flowing through the pen There's a rush in my veins, Drawing pictures in black and white But no letters to write For now you know somehow I have something to show… I have something to show… (Refrão 2x) I couldn't say the words As the canvas can. Too strange for the world But isn't love insane?