Paroles de Bucolic

You've always been the complicated half of us Autumn brown eyes The interesting part of a story to be told The storm before the lull Dandelion was blown Floating in the wind Until the storm came down Until the storm came down Don't say you are lost in the battlefield All alone You've always been the passionate half of us Scent of autumn flowers The interesting part, what's filled, what's null The storm before the lull Dandelion was blown Floating in the wind Until the storm came down Until the storm came down Don't say you are lost in the battlefield All alone You're floating in the wind You're floating in the wind You're floating in the wind You're floating in the wind You're floating in the wind You're floating in the wind You're floating in the wind You're floating in the wind Just like a dandelion You're floating in the wind You're floating in the wind You're floating in the wind