She's a mystery A shadow hidden in the dark night A soul invisible in the light Oh god what is she? She's hidden in that dark place waiting for someone, anyone to come and open up The chest where she is but no one ever tried enough to continue that tough road to find the key to the lock of her i guess love's a mystery too And that's why loving her was so unkown Love is concrete while she's alive but somehow they are both a mystery that no one ever solved ----- "That voice, it was you? But how?" I looked at her on the piano with big eyes. She turned a bit not daring to look me in the eyes and said: " people hide so much, but some are covered more than others. Every soul is a secret treasure. Are you willing to find the key?"