Life is what you make it - ENJOY ! |
Come, child. It's evening. Come to me,
And sit with me once more...
The beach was so empty that day
The sea rolled in so calm...
I have a scar on my arm
That I got when I was small...
There is many a path to follow
And it’s not just down to choice...
Come, child. It's evening. Come to me,
And sit with me once more...
A decade has passed since you last drew breath
Only now can I remember the laughs...