passerrose

Текст песни Mema - passerrose

I should keep it for myself 
He doesn’t want it he doesn’t need me
Should I say it to my friends?
Will they help me warm up or feed?

He’s wandering in my dreams but
I’d never tell him I promise
I’d love to be in his arms 
But he will never know this 

Let me weave between your words 
I'll turn them over and believe in hopes
Let me forget all my troubles 
I’m here to be another “passerrose”

In eyes of child you are art
I’m here to listen and to see that
You aren’t like everyone
Loved someday and someday hated