How do you me to write a song ? If there's no claim on side.
The song of time won't go Where nothing goes. A gust of wind us, But didn't agitate the tree nor any
The song of that wind stop, Where ever goes.
An introduced itself to the devil, was when the little tree lost its foliage.
The song of that time linger Where ever goes.
A gust of wind us, But our weathervane didn't an inch.
The song of that wind stop, Where ever goes.
Meanwhile so many hours by, I dream I up at next to her, I wonder if be alone And I burn of a bonfire.
How do you want me to write a ? If to you I've lost my ambition. The of that time won't go Where nothing goes.
The chain that was tying the clock to the hours down, The downpour stopped, now we are two drop, Holding onto the tail, I feel better, I forgot to put my on the ground and I feel better.
To fly... to fly
A gust of wind us, And move our skin. The song of that wind stop, Where nothing goes.
There's no up anymore, Because the brought it down, No, that song exist.
Nothing remains yesterday anymore, the wind took it away, No, that doesn't exist.
There's no up anymore, Because the wind it down, No, that doesn't exist.
Nothing remains yesterday anymore, the wind took it away, No, that doesn't exist.
There's no up anymore, Because the wind it down, remains from yesterday anymore, Because the took it away,