Naive to the Bone

It seems like honesty is not so fashionable these days

It's true, I ask a lot of questions

You call me naive?

I'll tell you what

I'm naive to the bone

Do you think I'm too soft?

Because I don't hide

Or is it that you're lost when I smile?

I don't need your love

But I'll dare to ask you how you feel about me

Just to get things straight

I have no cards to hide

My life's not a game

Let me picture my future

A large room where you can hear the silence

No space for arrogance

No pain in my chest

Just the beating of my heart

Is it that you feel superior behind a costume of indifference?

In the Middle Ages, people used to wear cloaks

It's 2016, get real

So you think I'm too soft?

I've got nothing to prove

I have no advice for you

But remember what Terence said

The last dance, we dance alone