The cold wind blows across the streets
Littered with pink trash torn asunder
Fragile petals dance on the cement 'neath my feet
Surely not all have someone to depend on
But behold, I am alone in this torrent of love surrounding me
I shall ever endure the lonesome hours.
The cold wind blows across the streets
Littered with pink trash torn asunder
Fragile petals dance on the cement 'neath my feet
Surely not all have someone to depend on
But behold, I am alone in this torrent of love surrounding me
I shall ever endure the lonesome hours.