Ingénue

You will find me

Second in command

I'm the second best friend

I'm the red ribbon

And you will find me

The man behind the scenes

In the passenger seat

I am the assistant

You will find when your heart falls from your chest

You can put it in a bag

And bring it straight to my house

And you will find that I will be the one

That you always rely on

And you will never notice

What can I do to be ingénue

To be in the blue and the warmth of the spotlight

What can I do to be ingénue

To shine the way stars do in their velvety curtains

Still, I dream

So, I stand

Second in command

I'm the second best friend

I'm the red ribbon

Still, I dream