I can feel autumn breeze
Leaning on me
I can feel autumn breeze
Breathing your name
At distance far away
My mind is shutter
That’s okay
Leaning on me
I can feel autumn breeze
Breathing your name
At distance far away
My mind is shutter
That’s okay
It would be wrong to ask you why
But now it’s your turn to reply
Sad veiled fairytale was born
I’m your rose, you’re my thorn
I’m sitting on the porch
‘Cause I lost my key
I’m singing my own dirge
You still not listen to me
The key was way into your heart
Now I feel I fall apart
It would be wrong to ask you why
But now it’s your turn to reply
Sad veiled fairytale was born
I’m your rose, you’re my thorn
© Sabina Neoralová, 2016