Why are things the way they are?
How have we moved out so far?
Don't you miss some real intention?
Love and hope, dreams and potential?
Once a word meant all we had.
When you touched another's hand.
Or when a smile lit up your day.
Like winter moon or sun in may.
How can we still love and care?
If all we do is kill and tare.
To me that shows, we are not ready.
Is that right, my dear friend Freddy?
- Autor: Vahest (Janari T)
- Lisatud: 15/08/2021 22:35
- Kategooria: Inglise keel
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