A Song #2 – Michel Montecrossa

Horny for the best thing? My song will pull it out.
My song is she-adventure cryin’ out.
My song is the thing ‘bout secrets all around.
My song is like a dream, real and unbound.
A song can be the blood in your heart.
A song can be the light, can be the dark.

There are wonders of ambition
and there’s talkin’ about weather.
A song has eyes and more, knows that love is better.
There are the good girls for the hot and big.
My song sometimes even sings ‘bout politics.
A song can be the blood in your heart.
A song can be the light, can be the dark.

Life is the song of ultimate surrender,
the extreme ecstatic female wonder.
Male is the young, the optimistic hunger.
Idiotic terms can’t oppose lightning thunder.
A song can be the blood in your heart.
A song can be the light, can be the dark.

We will meet somewhere in the silent night.
It’s the early hour.
I know that you are right.
I meet you with a song that caresses the earth.
It will last longer than a million births.
A song can be the blood in your heart.
A song can be the light, can be the dark.

A song can be the conscience of the one.
A song can be like love always strong,
the angel within and the time after,
the queen and the king, the riddle and the laughter.
A song is like the blood in your heart.
A song can be the light in the dark.