All smiles and laughter don't look alike
When i hold a rose
I only felt the thorns
Is the knowledge of mankind
In the pages of books?
Is the wisdom of human
In their ages
No, it's never right, haha
For when a fool looks into her eyes
The story ends in a different kind
The meaning is simple...
It relates well
but the timing causes confusion
when an afternoon sun shimmers
fading slowly in the dawn
and a new beginning
makes me forget the time
i see who..?
me and my imagination.
Truly
am
i am me
one.
It relates well
but the timing causes confusion
when an afternoon sun shimmers
fading slowly in the dawn
and a new beginning
makes me forget the time
i see who..?
me and my imagination.
Truly
am
i am me
one.