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