The Visitor - Kadhja Bonet/Not Documented
Written by：Kadhja Bonet
Her gowns of gossamer
With sea blown in her hair
Ribbons left undone
Skin the colo copper
She comes without a call
And doesn't say a word
Looking glass in hand
Candidly you watch it
Oh
If I don't look there will I still feel bare will it show my secrets
Oh
If I don't confess will I have regrets will it shape my future
She sets a tarot card
A fool lies on his face
Lost despite his own
Compass yielding pocket
He can't be guided through
To get out his way
He'd just say
If I can just dismiss all the strengths I've missed
They will fall behind me
If I can just ignore all the faults in store
I can fool my future
Bring me love
So many restless nights I brought unto myself
Ah preparracion presentra puisance
The power lies in that you get just what you give
If I would do my best no regard for perfect
I can bare my deepest
If I would do my best no regard for perfect
I can guide my futre
I am love
She flipped the tarot card and bent a smile that said
Ah preperation presentera puissance
The world was made for those who can begin again
