Humming all the sad songs
In this forest of white
I saunter through slowly
Reminded of blue, or green,
Maybe grey
Depended on the day
Melancholy coos
Dying to escape from
Crimson lips that
Smile
Only for you
Feb 8, 2014
Feb 8, 2014 at 4:22 PM UTC
Humming all the sad songs
In this forest of white
I saunter through slowly
Reminded of blue, or green,
Maybe grey
Depended on the day
Melancholy coos
Dying to escape from
Crimson lips that
Smile
Only for you
