Idioma destí: Anglès
My tears will certainly
Flow without a sound
But I feel free to let my cheeks get wet
As even my heart begins to melt
I wanted you to hold me so tightly
I would break, but
My memories laughed at me
And my footprints hid my scars
The dreams I had so long ago
Were so big it was scary
The sky was so blue it seemed to spill over
And hold us both in its arms
We took the long way around
Took a step back
And caressed the clouds
See? There's the Sleeping Forest