كلمات Blossom

Oh love, you worry all your life waiting to belong Sometimes, what's perfect in the moment doesn't last that long But the blossom falls, from a growing tree And the river bends, just to meet the sea Oh the call of winter, becomes a memory when springtime shows Oooh-oh-oh And you know, why the air smells sweet Does it show, this is where I wanna be Let the cool breeze carry me, where I need to go So slow, where your love may follow Real life, don't feature on the cover of a magazine Sometimes, it's better all or nothing than what's in between You can stay, trading some comfort for your self-esteem Or you run, forever like the wheels of a slot machine But the blossom falls from a growing tree And the river bends just to meet the sea Oh the call of winter becomes a memory when springtime shows And you know, why the air smells sweet Does it show, this is where I wanna be Let the cool breeze carry me, where I need to go So slow, that your love still grows And you know, why the air smells sweet Does it show, this is where I wanna be Let the cool breeze carry me, where I need to go So slow, where your love may follow