As the sun sets, I wonder why?
How many girls stare and cry.
It’s beautiful, like the spirit of the wind
I am wild, I am free
I am you am and I am me
I sing a song as you go down
As you set very low upon the ground
I look and stare and as you hit the ground
And see what wonderful colors are thrown around
Colors that light the sky, as you and i wonder why
Why do we sit here and cry
I love to see you go down
To watch the colors be thrown around
And as I watch and see it die
I sit it staring, wondering why?
Jul 14, 2015
Jul 14, 2015 at 5:39 PM UTC