to whom I was dear
I forget so I hope when I think you'll remind me
I run away alot I hope when I look for you'll receive me
I forget the silence
The stillness never patient
Always move like pantimetre
Like wind that always there but forever not still
Like a child in mothers arm...
I run away alot I hope when I look for you'll receive me
I forget the silence
The stillness never patient
Always move like pantimetre
Like wind that always there but forever not still
Like a child in mothers arm...