Probably that is how healing looks like...
Standing on the top
Looking at the water, I often asked
Where are you?
It has been an endless wait
Wind was too lonely and cold
Sun used to feel too hot
Then comes a time when
I stand...
Looking at the water, I often asked
Where are you?
It has been an endless wait
Wind was too lonely and cold
Sun used to feel too hot
Then comes a time when
I stand...