When the morning comes
My body moves by its own will
I dont know why it moves without any purposes
Walking out, go along the road, and come in to the mist
I saw a little shadow dancing in the middle of this mist.
Oh.... its only a squirrel dancing happily after found a cannary
I saw another 2 shadows, hopping together and walking around.
Oh... its only a couple of swan, celebrating their newborn child.
I dont understand why this morning every creature feels ao happy in this dark mist.
But i understand one thing. My body moved because it want me to dance, to celebrate one thing that make me happy this morning.
I dont know what is it.
May be it because my new shoes.
Or may be it because my new job.
Or may be it because of you.
Jul 21, 2015
Jul 21, 2015 at 2:02 PM UTC
When the morning comes
My body moves by its own will
I dont know why it moves without any purposes
Walking out, go along the road, and come in to the mist
I saw a little shadow dancing in the middle of this mist.
Oh.... its only a squirrel dancing happily after found a cannary
I saw another 2 shadows, hopping together and walking around.
Oh... its only a couple of swan, celebrating their newborn child.
I dont understand why this morning every creature feels ao happy in this dark mist.
But i understand one thing. My body moved because it want me to dance, to celebrate one thing that make me happy this morning.
I dont know what is it.
May be it because my new shoes.
Or may be it because my new job.
Or may be it because of you.