The Reason کے بول

days go by longer and time stands still, we were kids living in a new world such a vivid memory. was it you? was it me? was I that young picking my own identity? the ocean reflects the sun rays, torments and misbehaves, a needle and thread let's seam, a dream we once had, you and me. it comes in clearer as you walk on by, you never gave a second chance to find a reason why, was it you? was it me? was I that young picking my own identity? the ocean reflects the sun rays, torments and misbehaves, a needle and thread let's seam, a dream we once had, you and me. stay where you are and we will find a way, it just might take some time.