You paint a forest invite me to go in,a house with a garden that's where you live There's a meadow with many flowers,a little yellow bird is your best friend Dance to the singing with hears and squirrels,never get bored and never get tired You collect the clover in the morning and nap by a willow forget your time The darkness's falling in your eyes then fade into a light down to the sea Hellow little daring do you feel a bit lonely Open the door,I've brung your joy I get the house dressed with a coat,and tell you a story in your dream You plant some cherry and some blueberry,and climb on the hillside to see them grow I love you dear but God love you the best I don't wanna hear your breath so sad The winter is coming and the night get long The sun is crying beneath the cave And all your friends hide behing the shade The rain of your sadness begins to fall When it hit the path it becomes a stream When it touches the ground it becomes a lake Your house collapse,the forst disappear The hill becomes dust,the wind screams to cry... The sight is back,and the ruins are all around The land under your feet is as light as the cloud Listen,there's a jingle coming from the distance Bring your color and dry your tears Come hold my hand walking through the lane The church bell rings for the precious shame
You paint a forest invite me to go in,a house with a garden that's where you live There's a meadow with many flowers,a little yellow bird is your best friend Dance to the singing with hears and squirrels,never get bored and never get tired You collect the clover in the morning and nap by a willow forget your time The darkness's falling in your eyes then fade into a light down to the sea Hellow little daring do you feel a bit lonely Open the door,I've brung your joy I get the house dressed with a coat,and tell you a story in your dream You plant some cherry and some blueberry,and climb on the hillside to see them grow I love you dear but God love you the best I don't wanna hear your breath so sad The winter is coming and the night get long The sun is crying beneath the cave And all your friends hide behing the shade The rain of your sadness begins to fall When it hit the path it becomes a stream When it touches the ground it becomes a lake Your house collapse,the forst disappear The hill becomes dust,the wind screams to cry... The sight is back,and the ruins are all around The land under your feet is as light as the cloud Listen,there's a jingle coming from the distance Bring your color and dry your tears Come hold my hand walking through the lane The church bell rings for the precious shame
