Some smell of springtime

Some smell of springtime already here
floating in the air
I miss the times of youth and fear
when I was afraid
to miss every single moment
during which I can discover

Now all seems less interesting
not far from the death
no matter if the fault's to me
or to something else
I want to be free from all the
heavy stuffs on my shoulders

In this Saturday afternoon 
in this so fashionable park 
I try to keep all the blames apart 

I would like to rebuild my world 
but it's almost impossible 
when you have not an enough strong heart 

All other lives now seem to be
so perfect and great
as all other people understand
all of them but me
There's a point when I became wrong?
Or it was all written before?

The most important thing today
is to breathe again
leaving regrets and hard thoughts there
where they can burn away
The new sun is powerful
it can heal also my mood

In this Saturday afternoon 
in this so fashionable park 
I try to keep all the blames apart 

I would like to rebuild my world 
but it's almost impossible 
when you have not an enough strong heart