On my shoulder there are sins that i have not committed
There is hypocrisy in my words
There is love in my sorrow
Do you see ?
Maybe my truths are also wrong
I questioned your love
Your roads were closed , I didn’t force
I killed my flower, I couldn’t keep her alive
I couldn’t hear , your leaving was quietly
I don’t know tomorrow
Will you come back quietly?
I don’t think so
Maybe my truths are also wrong
I questioned your love
Your roads were closed, I didn’t force
I killed my flower , I couldn’t keep her alive