How many rainy days
How many summer nights
I wanted to see his face
I wanted to stop my cries
Maybe I think too much
Maybe I dream a lot
But wanna start from the scratch
And feel this so nice and soft
Every time I try
Every hope I get
They just pass me by
Pretending we haven't met
CZYTASZ
Red Roses
PoesíaPoezja pisana duszą i sercem. Chwile zapomnienia, najskrytsze emocje bez porozumienia z umysłem. Czysty chaos.
