Print

Time of day is the blue hour From a bud into a flower What was held tight like a fist That's just flying into bliss Am I just to forget you And forget myself too The answer is not known And the entrance not shown So I'll jump in with both feet Knowing what is underneath Say you have too far to fly And I want to know why Am I just to forget you And forget myself too The answer is not known And the entrance not shown The answer is not known And the entrance not shown From Letras Mania