When the crowded has gone
And everything feel silent
Sometimes I want to walk alone
To joke with the gravel on the streets
I want to lean towards the wind
But the wind is always running
Sometimes I want to walk alone
To joke with the gravel on the streets
I want to lean towards the wind
But the wind is always running
Sometimes my soul fly in the night
And think that I could to be anyone
But I don't want mirror to laugh
Because know me inappropriate
Sometimes i ask in my heart
I wonder why they are proud
Reach everything with their siller
I want to get a dream not to buy
I don't have wealth in this world
But I have some dream
I'm dreaming in the silent..
I'm singing in the quiet...
By : Yutia yashier
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