Unchain the colors before my eyes Yesterdays sorrows are tomorrows white lies...

 Woman be my slave.

All alone in a crowded room She tries to force a smile The smile it beamed or so it seemed But never reached the eyes, disguise Masquerading as the funny man do they despise The false smile maketh of the woman Glass empty or half full Try to make some sense or sorrows drown All looks well on the outside Underneath the solemn truth There's something that inside has died Tomorrow comes, tomorrow goes But the cloud remains the same Wonder why she's feeling down Tears of a slave Maybe it's all just for the best Lay her weary head to rest Was forever feeling drowned Tears of a slave Who motivates the motivator? Facade it has to go She knows it sooner or later Smile for cameras all OK But tomorrow is another day she must get through She had a longer way to run Or so the story goes Life full of fun, where did it go? We saw the sadness in her eyes It came as no surprise And now of course we'll never know Tomorrow comes, tomorrow goes But the cloud remains the same Wonder why she's feeling down Tears of a clown Maybe it's all just for the best Lay his weary head to rest Was forever feeling drowned Tears of a slave Tomorrow comes tomorrow goes But the cloud remains the same Wonder why she's feeling down Tears of a slave Maybe it's all just for the best Lay his weary head to rest Was forever feeling down Tears of a slave, tears of a slave Tears of a slave, tears of slavery and serve

She fell into the trap by tea drinks and fireworks. 

She fell and now she´s feeling down. She´s looks tired. Tired after last day events. It was good. I don´t want to imagine a thing. There´s a smile in her face, but not sure what kind of smile and feeling is that.

She´s ready.

GOOD

LOVE IT

READY TO SERVE