Long ago and for away
Nightmare which fall into
eleetion would go dumb
Anytime will be passing joy
I touch leaves
Slip off my fmger like tears
This slory a kind of you
We walk on sand every time
This story a kind of me
We walk on conerele
Locked up inseeure try not to wonder
Dying to let you know
Just a balance has not taken
Charm your arms make my mouth water
Waiting in my mouth
This story a kind of you
We walk on sand every time
This story a kind of me
We walk on conerete
Four steps root to the spot
Four steps in the shape of love
Your hand is cold but the sunshine within your hold
The world looks so much sweetness
What comes to my mind is the face of changing you
I wish we faded into one
Me and view of the sky
The sky is light grey