sweet silver grass of mine
at least i felt it
yet this time we couldn't find the same
autumn leaves that would litter
the ground
we didn't find a stardust night either
nor the element of great expectations
perhaps lately we have
grown so much and into each other
that less is more
and i am no longer the same person i strive to be
yet this time we couldn't find the same
autumn leaves that would litter
the ground
we didn't find a stardust night either
nor the element of great expectations
perhaps lately we have
grown so much and into each other
that less is more
and i am no longer the same person i strive to be