i'm throwing in my flower petals
wind will carry luck until you are found in my meadows
we will lay in the grass, staring at the stars,
****** so that time will slow and we've lost the bars
i want you to speak to me in melodies and rhythms
the words flowing from your lips a beautiful lyricism
Aug 8, 2018
Aug 8, 2018 at 8:21 PM UTC
i'm throwing in my flower petals
wind will carry luck until you are found in my meadows
we will lay in the grass, staring at the stars,
****** so that time will slow and we've lost the bars
i want you to speak to me in melodies and rhythms
the words flowing from your lips a beautiful lyricism
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