Tiny کے بول

Straight lined squares construct my ways I'm driven by knowledge of an emptiness these days I'm riding a path I can barely see On this old wooden horse you gave to me Must have been wrong Now let's all sing along All those tiny little worlds we start to build All those simple lovely words we long to sing About nothing at all Memories fade like a defeated candle Weird and tired; I don't know how to handle You've became a stranger so fast Things disappeared that were meant to last. Must have been wrong Now let's all sing along All those tiny little worlds we start to build All those simple lovely words we long to sing All those tiny little worlds we start to build All those simple lovely words we long to sing About nothing at all Nothing at all About nothing at all