See the clouds All those bright, sparking lights They’re not still Touched by the blowing of wind Like in my life There is nothing that would last Just touching memories of my past
Home Scent Peaceful, careless time Worthless things Kept strongly in my mind
Do you know The touch of grandma’s warm hands Have you felt Grandfather’s helping arms
Holding you tight All the precious, gathered memories Filling my heart And my senses still remembering A whole smell of those times
Every choice we made in past Reflect our life don’t waste time on pondering them at night present times comes with a lot of regrets
When it all comes down so hard and all these things turn out so bad think of it like certain cause
it is the meaning of our lives to take all of good things and struggle with bad it makes us who we are and in the end we need to accept that every life will passTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
