Volcano

No one remembers Maria, "has she been there too?"

When everybody's talking she just listens and keeps quiet

She stands at the edge and watches when everybody's dancing

With a faint smile upon her face she stands there and keeps still

How she wish she would dance in the crowd

Just move and don't think about

What the others could talk about her

That she could overcome her dumb shyness

Then she would be a volcano, a sunset glow, from head to toe

A celebration, exultation, fascination

She doesn't know what prevents her from letting it out

So no one can suspect what's behind her facade