One time you gave me a half smile
I say I go take am like that
Wait till your flower bloom
And I have the voice to sing you
old blues,
As we pass our days watching the
sunset fade away
Far away from the world and it's unrest
One time you cease to smile altogether
I have nothing to take
Your flower never bloom
And my voice is hoarse I cannot
sing again
The old blues is a rotten egg,
Then I knew our sun as really set
Never to rise again
We've been caught in the rest
we are to be forgotten
©leodavon
L