In these flowers dear, I feel the hour is near
To make our move, and use the power to choose
I could thank you for this song
But it has made me feel that I've become just a little less
Now with heavy hands, we still haven't the plans
Is the easy fix worse than keeping the risks?
If I could go on to find the path of everything right
I would make the sacrifice to not become just a little less
I'm feeling love we generated being lost
And if I could hold on tight to anything divine
Then I would open up the sky, but I've become a little less
Just a little less