Trust Flower کے بول

Sara was a girl who liked open doors Chemicals wash on guilty shores She knows that locks are frequent, like your Toaster crumbs Staring games won't freak her out Took this book and read about How all you need in life is satisfaction Asked for kindness, still it rained Asked for mercy, still it pained Wonder if she'll ever learn Wonder if she'll ever think to Pick the flowers from the tree Doesn't she know she isn't safe with me Silent hours They relax us Mirror glass is getting dull Doesn't know she's beautiful Don't lean into her, she will contract Asked for kindness, still it rained Asked for mercy, still it pained Wonder if she'll ever learn Wonder if she'll ever think to