this scenery is evergreen,
as buds turn into leaves,
the colours live and breathe,
this scenery is evergreen,
your tears are falling silently.
so full of joy, you are a child of spring,
with a beauty that is pure,
an innocence endures.
you flow right through me like a medicine,
bringing quiet to my soul,
without you i'm not whole.
as buds turn into leaves,
the colours live and breathe,
this scenery is evergreen,
your tears are falling silently.
so full of joy, you are a child of spring,
with a beauty that is pure,
an innocence endures.
you flow right through me like a medicine,
bringing quiet to my soul,
without you i'm not whole.
