A man is a man of his words,
Is this true, my only fear.
How I shone but they never saw it.
But when he spoke, even the birds knew it.
It feels so dark in here,
Stars shine but not yet there.
Clear streams lose their way,
They get mixed with dirt and get as grey.
......
A man is a man of his words,
Is this true, my only fear.
How I shone but they never saw it.
But when he spoke, even the birds knew it.
It feels so dark in here,
Stars shine but not yet there.
Clear streams lose their way,
They get mixed with dirt and get as grey.
......