MY STORY

Little rain falling down
It brings down nostalgic sound
The days that are over
The days that return never

We turned and turned and turned around
We spun around and round and round
We dance in the rain when ever it fall
We keep on dancing until we fall

I found a flower and can't stand still
Never told her how I feel
I know she knows what I hide inside
But I never put my pride aside

Times went by for awhile
I've become small and fragile
Surrounded by no one
Afraid of everyone

I started to write my silhouette
I got a bulb above my hat
Think I'm quiet?
You haven't heard my mind yet


Written by: Cristwever Wong
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