Trust Fall

I had once, no idea what to do My mind just wanted to grew That little voice within you, Says that everything is true But then the choice got intense Oh boy, how this doesn’t make any sense It’s like your Barbie, but in an army suit And I’m just a bowl of soup. An appetizer waiting to be chosen Hoping to finally be eaten But this is not about the soup This is about how to scoop Not like a cake or an ice cream Like to go deep into your dream How everything feels so fluffy Like the clouds tastes like a candy The feeling of that control With a sudden move, you felt the bowl Full of happiness turns grey Nevertheless at least the dream has stay I cannot forget that wave of your hair And yes your killer smile that I couldn’t bare Oh Delilah, that day will come for you When I’ll always choose to be with you