Oct 7
We are lonely trees in distant fields
All I can hope
Is that our roots reach out endlessly
Until they touch again
And we can grow together once more
All I want is to watch us blossom
All I can hope
Is that our roots reach out endlessly
Until they touch again
And we can grow together once more
All I want is to watch us blossom
We used to always pick out trees alone in their fields ad feel sorry for them
