Trees were snowed under
And sky was dull and grey
I was sore and wondered
Do I need to stay?
Brisky wind and winter hate me
Tear my clothes. get me naked
Blizzard hides the ways
No single light no rays.
Everything I need
I ve been waiting for so long
I have found in you
Everything I want
Everything I want
And a little more
Everything I need
Its just to hit the road.
Trees
© Copyright: Ольга Спирина 2, 2016
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