Evergreen کے بول

She knows what it means to be evergreen She's seen more than some eyes will ever see Clad with green, gracefully she reaches for winter sun ...the lucky one Spring leaves learning look to the evergreen Carried on the breeze her tales of snow storms and icicles With proud yarn she will spin her golden memories into stories She looks to the sky She's holding on to yesterday's goodbyes Goodbye... She knows what it means to be evergreen She knows how it feels to have loved and lost She's seen faces change all around her, then moved on She'll miss hearing wind through now fallen leaves She'll stand scraping snow-filled skies alone Her questions, if could be asked, would be left unanswered Look to the sky Holding on to yesterday's goodbyes Embrace the past, with a forward motion No fear of looking back [The river keeps on flowing, but the banks are ever changing]