How
it touches, when no there.

Too
cold to be, too cold to care.
Far
away, lost in despair.
Flowing
to go, looking anywhere.
In
search for the tears,
O
come without fears.
Blowing
too strong,
fighting
goes wrong.
I
welcome with greatness,
waiting
too long.
Oh
wind, o wind,
Please,
let them be gone.
Take
under your wings,
they
are so strong.
Stronger
than fight,
to
let them not be.
All I
can think of,
Let
me set free.
Don’t
be shy,
don’t
wait to fly.
I
will stay.
Before
another, will take me away.

C.

Plaats een reactie