I
Ah, show me your soul
That I want to escape from myself
I need to escape from myself
Or show me some music
It works for me too
It works for me too
Ah, if you could see what I see
And feel the tips of your fingers disappear
Ah, if you could be what I am
An aircraft without wings, about to take flight
You would understand that I am
An unfinished work, perhaps
A passionate one
For the vain melancholy
Maybe me
Unfinished work
Maybe
A passionate one
For the vain melancholy that is being me
Me, always me, always me
Me, always me
Ah, tell me about your fears
That I want to escape from mine
I need to escape from mine
Or tell me a secret
So I can carry some importance
Ah, if you could see what I see
And feel inside your chest
A samba wheel
Ah, if you could be what I am
Audience leaving
The show is over
You would understand that I am
An unfinished work, perhaps
A passionate one
For the vain melancholy
Maybe me
Unfinished work
Maybe
A passionate one
For the vain melancholy that is being me
Me
Always me
Always me
Always me
