I am not your farmer
The fruits I grow are wild
So if you think that you're an angel
And your eyes fall on my yield,
If you judge it to be short
Know my ways are fine and natural
I am not a yeoman
I look more
Like a nomad
Aug 12, 2021
Aug 12, 2021 at 2:26 AM UTC
I am not your farmer
The fruits I grow are wild
So if you think that you're an angel
And your eyes fall on my yield,
If you judge it to be short
Know my ways are fine and natural
I am not a yeoman
I look more
Like a nomad