I think
that fostering a sense...
(Verse 1)
In the morning light, she's my guiding star...
Earth bound, tied to who I am!
No brush to canvas to releases the emotions...
Two birds perched pretty upon a branch by
the quiet stream. The jungle deep in the lush...
Can't hear your voice, but
Vibrations ripple through me...
Summers come and go,
body aches worsen daily...
Inseparable
the words will be buried...
I think my voice is gone
though I feel it in my chest...
I hate blaming others for my actions
For it is I and only I who is to be blamed for...