Pétalas da Alma

Describe me the colors of the rainbow because I have been seeing in gray scale Then I flipped the page, looked up, I thought I was safe Got home and I could remember the color of your eyes

Your soul is a temple where I'd pray at, where the coloured crystals would keep me on the edge of its reflections on your eyes. Why do I feel like I missed out on who could be the soulmate of my life? That the fear and insecurities clouded my mind and now that I'm far and now that I've matured, I think I could easily fall for someone with seaside blue eyes. Am I a bad women for rejecting an honest heart? Or just a scared one that fears no heart can love her?