Walking under the trees
Somewhere in the Sologne
Somebody he misses
Making him feel alone.
Questioning the future
Not knowing how long it will last.
One day it will happen,
Leaving behing his past:
Her shade will appear
In the mist of the deep forest.
The forest of life,
Full of surprises.
A glorious day it will be,
If they make it happen.
Aug 21, 2014
Aug 21, 2014 at 12:04 PM UTC
Walking under the trees
Somewhere in the Sologne
Somebody he misses
Making him feel alone.
Questioning the future
Not knowing how long it will last.
One day it will happen,
Leaving behing his past:
Her shade will appear
In the mist of the deep forest.
The forest of life,
Full of surprises.
A glorious day it will be,
If they make it happen.
