Bloom کے بول

In the field of shadows Where flowers stand like trees By the cover of a willow He got down on his knees He buried all his hopes and dreams There beside a quiet stream And waited for the summer to make 'em bloom With a shovel in his sore hands He dug a hole so deep He took his dream plants And set 'em down to sleep The secret thoughts, yeah, they all went down Buried in the stony ground And waited for the summer to make 'em bloom Maybe hope is shallow 'Cuz nothing ever grew The ground laid fallow Only dirt beneath his shoes Some dreams are just meant to stay Alone inside a padlocked cage The seed that's dead and broken will never bloom The seed that's dead and broken will never bloom