B(l)ackyard
People are like people
Roses in the b(l)ackyard too
Blue sky goes even darker
When souls are breaking through
They stay, they look and don’t feel
Any emotional rescue
To leave is not the answer
And the roses are for you.
People are like people
Roses in the b(l)ackyard too
Blue sky goes even darker
When souls are breaking through
They stay, they look and don’t feel
Any emotional rescue
To leave is not the answer
And the roses are for you.