Hyde (l'arc~en~ciel)
A Drop Of Colour
Confusion rules this shifting age And uproar fills the town My thoughts are drowing in the noise How could you know? Why should you know me? You gently nourish my dry skin A drop of colour saves me from The fate I'm facing everyday A single bloom piercing the snowdrift How softly, the springtime breezes sing How deeply, the distant mountains breathe There are so many thins to show you Oh why does hate bring forth more hate? A long abandoned fruit Is hastening the process of decay This country's, it's void of feeling How softly, the springtime breezes sing How deeply, the distant mountains breathe There are so many thins to show you How softly, the springtime breezes sing How deeply, the distant mountains breathe There are so many thins to show you One of these days
From Letras Mania