Afraid Of Figs
Golden
A sky of red, a sea of blue.And am I coming back to you?3, 4 seconds, out of view. A sky of red, a sea of blue.Growing up and falling down 245 and soft the sound.Took all day to get this highNow I feel that I can fly.Red as blood and blue as night.Took all day to reach this height.Gazing at you - unaware. Talk to me when I'm not there There is Hope, So Make the Call, never spoke to me at all.
From Letras Mania