Why Should I Believe

I always tried to crib the shape of the moon
Pretended that it would easily ease the dark soon
Didn't want to listen any kind of miserable tune
Which had been written as the greatest lampoon

It seemed so stupid, but I couldn't lit the fire
Whereas I had no more power to lead my tire
Then slowly but sure I was getting loose my desire
Coz anyone who gave words was just truly a big liar

Now, I know that the moon doesn't have its own light
And it can never make the world of mind bright
Even though I have the real one as my private right
Still I may get lost walking alone through the night

Tell me as many as you want that I'm perfectly wrong
The fact is I am bored to enjoy that mocking song
Only God's love I may trust to guide and keep me strong
Take me home to His Mercy after a journey that's very long

Why should I believe that you're not a cruel foe
Just because you have given to me a beautiful rendezvous
I feel so strange, like I've got an experience of de javu
A best friend who becomes, in the end, a frightful foe

You may have my permission to join this interesting story
Make some awesome predictions about the end of the mystery
How much happiness, in my entire life, will you finally carry
Or it's not more than deepest sorrow for a heart as the contrary

Prove to me that it's not only the hope hanging high in the sky
When you say that you'll be someone who makes my wound dry
And removes all the things which can be my reason to cry
Live in the complete peacefulness without any kind of lie