Rubia

Life blooms like a flower far away Or by the road. Waiting for the one to find the way back Home. Rain falls a thousand times. No footprints have come and go. You who once went by, where will you Belong? I feel your sigh and breath in the Last blow of wind. The gift for the story only last page is Not the end. Life blooms like a flower far away or By the road. Waiting for the one to find the way back Home. Time flows across the world. There is always a longer way to go. Till I reach your arms a better day for You. Up against the stream, water waves will Join as one. Tracing to the source, no more strayed Alas. You will see petals fly when Lament becomes carol. Could you please hear my voice that hungers For ado? Life blooms like a flower far away or By the road. Waiting for the one to find the way back Home. Time flows across the world. There is always a longer way to go. Till I reach your arms a better day for You. Life blooms like a flower far away or By the road. Waiting for the one to find the way back Home. Time flows across the world. There is always a longer way to go. Till I reach your arms a better day for You