Letras
The scent of summer fills the air
You hear the memory of children everywhere
But in truth you haven't learned
Learned to dare
You are caught in this rule
And feels the past as dark fume
But you think about the time
When all your dreams were sold for a dime
Your house stands by the trees
And time guides you through the years
But in truth you haven't learned
Learned to dare
Your house stands by the trees
And time guides you through the years
But your eyes are now
Now full of tears
You are caught in this rule
And feels the past as dark fume
But you think about the time
When all your dreams were sold for a dime