Flowers
Christian Basso
At the time
The whisper of birds
Lonely before the Sun cried
Fell from the sky
Like waterdrops
Where I am now?
I don't know why
Nice butterflies in my hands
Too much light for twilight
In the mood for the flowers love
That vision
Really strong blew my mind
Silence let me see what it was
I only want to live in clouds
Where I'm now
I don't know why
Nice butterflies in my hands
Too much light for twilight
And the Moon for the flowers love
At the time
The whisper of birds
Lonely before the Sun cried
Fell from the sky
Like waterdrops
Where I'm now
I don't know why
Nice butterflies in my hands
Too much light for twilight
And the Moon for the flowers
Love