Days fly, and they don’t
say “hi!” or wave “bye!”
wash
Take me home: the place I love.
Life, before my eyes,
has been washing away.
Sit down. Close
Your eyes. Feel
Rain dropped from the rooftops.
Some brought their umbrellas.
Days fly, and they don’t
say “hi!” or wave “bye!”
Take me home: the place I love.
Life, before my eyes,
has been washing away.
Sit down. Close
Your eyes. Feel
Rain dropped from the rooftops.
Some brought their umbrellas.
