I'm Still Here
I watch the bird fly in their direction,
I admire the clouds form on their own,
Rustling green leaves, but wither soon,
How beautiful it is to see all the things;
But these things that I've seen will change,
everything will change,...
I admire the clouds form on their own,
Rustling green leaves, but wither soon,
How beautiful it is to see all the things;
But these things that I've seen will change,
everything will change,...