Miranda by Half Gringa

Miranda

​​Some nights I’m reading out loud
Hoping you’ll hear me, Miranda
Back through the years and the sound
Comes back to haunt you

Please don’t take off your disguise
Tell me you love me, Miranda
Suits you so well and besides
It’s who you become in the end

We were both looking for friends
Stuck out my neck for your fire
Feeling down, closed off, and when
The truth hammers over the choir

“Don’t you dare come here again,
Can’t you stay off of the fence?”
Shoes off and quiet I tread
I try not to suffer instead

Promise you won’t run and hide
Tell me your stories, Miranda
Looking, I listen and cry
Reach back and comfort the dead

Don’t be afraid of desire
Don’t be the holy all-knowing
Don’t be the bravest out there
You were scared
I was there

Please don’t take off your disguise
Tell me you love me, Miranda
Suits you so well and besides
It’s who you become in the end

I am revising the prayer,
I didn’t see you Miranda
Look to the past and it’s there
It’s who you become in the end

• Alternative
• Latin Alternative
• Venezuela
• alt-country
• indie
• indie pop
• indie rock
• singer-songwriter
• Chicago