It is raining
But I am not seeing
I know you’re seeing
But choose to let time do the telling
Like a real gentleman, you choose modesty to boasting
It is raining
But I am not seeing
I know you’re seeing
But choose to let time do the telling
Like a real gentleman, you choose modesty to boasting
You ask me if I’m shy
For me to mention this, I’m shy
For me to see this, I cry
And for this to happen I ask why?
Laugh from the heart Because we are here for a while, Only a while. We are balloons We are like balloons; Flat at birth, Blown to be big and beautiful Only to burst Or our air let out Little by little until weakness catches up And little holes make themselves in us Then we are […]