you welcome in my world colorless and poor now sit to head corner a dream must life you welcome in my room dark and cold you are my sun you know love is very hard welcome
you must learn from a tree grip connect to someone you must understand from a flower what is charm someone says when you are looking at a fire you must feel the destruction in the silence of a mountain head your pain will resonate your screams should spread into the void maybe someone will hear it
1 strong winds forces the doors threat is disappears when spring comes 2 storms today breaks the branches when the fog lifts weather starts fine 3 sometimes the world cries scenario varies comedy begins smiling faces
(hope our hearts connected/a day expected is comes)
your reality was until a picture up to meters of your distance your temperature on the thermometer your tears are full of glasses on your face of your fears your pains are in your deep
many people forgot your story but still alive in my memory
which all fits in the throes of the day to black night when life changes to tortutre you looks at the closed window take back the steps if you take take you once to a place
but you can not find the old times no turning back