Walked through the crowds, carry on thoughts, bring a lot cups of the words
The eyes has stopped and contemplated the purple-orange shorts
And then I'll write to you what those people will come to tale
Twenty two months together, bring pictures to remember
But unconsiously cant run closer - as if they were something I want to bring back home
And it all seemed like it was yesterday,
We dont know how to speak and win the streak
You're my true friends, may we be found smell of rain
in grey veil-face the gale
And it all seemed like it was yesterday,
Both we create new beat and that's all just repeat ...
If it could be the day - when they say - people will changes but memories stay ...
May 3, 2020
May 3, 2020 at 10:43 AM UTC
Walked through the crowds, carry on thoughts, bring a lot cups of the words
The eyes has stopped and contemplated the purple-orange shorts
And then I'll write to you what those people will come to tale
Twenty two months together, bring pictures to remember
But unconsiously cant run closer - as if they were something I want to bring back home
And it all seemed like it was yesterday,
We dont know how to speak and win the streak
You're my true friends, may we be found smell of rain
in grey veil-face the gale
And it all seemed like it was yesterday,
Both we create new beat and that's all just repeat ...
If it could be the day - when they say - people will changes but memories stay ...
