Woods are dark and deep
Like my feelings and Lazy sleep.
Silent breeze blowing around my ear
Making soft noise, a little whisper.
Cloudy fog is on their way
trembling hands hardly finds their way.
I think winter is on their way.
Woods are dark and deep
Like my feelings and Lazy sleep.
Silent breeze blowing around my ear
Making soft noise, a little whisper.
Cloudy fog is on their way
trembling hands hardly finds their way.
I think winter is on their way.