اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Thrown away, returned, became your sunflower
Only growin up to your cloudin eyes
Some kind of welcome in you is like a rush right off my face
I would not climb too far from here
You can feel so sure
Eventually no more
You can't feel much at all
A memory, a spaceship left behind
What a great day for your warm smile
It's a shameful tragic lie
Some kind of happiness is all we need to make ourselves worthwhile
What a great day for your life
