Winter as a child
as the rains come down from the heavens
I watch puddles of water fill up with my childhood
I remember the days I used to play with paper boats
floating them across the river banks
carrying umbrella adding extra weight
to the luggage we carried,oh what a fate
it wasn't something dreamy or great...
I watch puddles of water fill up with my childhood
I remember the days I used to play with paper boats
floating them across the river banks
carrying umbrella adding extra weight
to the luggage we carried,oh what a fate
it wasn't something dreamy or great...