I wander through the empty field
Nothing but me and flowers,
It makes me feel so free
And I could stay here for hours.
Especially when the sun goes down
And the moon rises judging us all,
I escape its judgmental eyes
And I feel 10 foot tall.
Jun 5, 2013
Jun 5, 2013 at 4:32 PM UTC
I wander through the empty field
Nothing but me and flowers,
It makes me feel so free
And I could stay here for hours.
Especially when the sun goes down
And the moon rises judging us all,
I escape its judgmental eyes
And I feel 10 foot tall.