Leave it all
Outside the door
Hours comes
Bring me more
I’ve being here
In my wasted brain
Circles and circles
Cirrus and circus
Are here again
Leaves are flying
Like a fuzzy dream
Blossom is growing
Since life begins
Leave it all
Behind the door;
tomorrow comes,
yesterday goes
We are green
And time flows
We’re looking for
A place to belong
A place to belong
Hamilton Guilherme,July
6th 2013
No comments:
Post a Comment