The day is quiet
is given to the sun.
Pop in the night
every miniute
is people's time.
I look up in the sky
but missing a star.
Maybe it's lurking
in the sweet breeze.
The day is quiet
is given to the sun.
Pop in the night
every miniute
is people's time.
I look up in the sky
but missing a star.
Maybe it's lurking
in the sweet breeze.