Looks

You hear your heartbeat or something different.
It lets you feel life, it makes you feel complete.
This is the music of your prerogative,
And you remember that you are still naive.

Oh baby, baby, why don't you learn it now?
This is your world, you are the only knowing how.
Somehow people are trying to get in.
Outside they see, but not what's deep within.

Looks are lying.
Looks are dying.
And you can see they are hardly trying.
Looks are like candy-
Barbie, Sweetie, Dandy.
Impression does not last.
A soul is a must.

You like that pretty boy. He is your hero.
He likes himself in large and shady mirror.
Oh baby, baby, why do you like him so?
He cannot love, he will just let you go.

This is the music of his prerogative.
Oh baby, baby, please don't you be naive.

Looks are lying.
Looks are dying.
And you can see they are hardly trying.
Looks are like candy-
Barbie, Sweetie, Dandy.
Impression does not last.
His soul is a must.

18-Dec-2017