I’ve been in my favorite avenue
I got little dreams of my bag
Carrying scars of my old myself
I'm trying now to walk with my own legs
Days of, days of provation for my strenght
I got to find my name
I got to find a way to be great
And now, I know I have to make this Worth somehow
Today, I know I have to make this Worth on my own childful way
I’ve been walking on this fucking place
I see all those people lying, betraying
Trying not to be part of that
How could I finally find a good friend?
Days of, days of provation for my faith
I got to find my place
I got to find my pray to be great
And now, I know I have to make this Worth somehow
Today, I know I have to make this Worth on my own childful way
Do you know the spirituality?
I have my kind of spirituality
Well, I’m just a child (2x)
Do you know the spirituality
I have my own kind of spirituality
But I’m just a child
Well I’m just a child (3x)
