sometimes we feel lonely cause we´r alone..sometimes we feel lonely cause we like to feel that way..sometimes we feel lonely cause we are.. the beauty of the flower..my original

The beauty Of The Flower

turning around

looking for a sound

looking for a friend

looking for a man

looking for myself

wanna find the love

wanna find the true

behind that lie

the beauty of the flower

is like the color of the dream

but the meter of the beauty

is no meter as it seems

cause the person that inside

really like to hide

from the real world

turning around

yes i have found my sound

the one that says

it´s gonna be alright

and my sky is blue

ho yes its true

my sky is blue

like the color of your eyes

the beauty of the flower

is like the color of the dream

but the meter of the beauty

is no meter as it seems

cause the person that inside

really like to hide

from the real world

turning around

now my sky is Grey

cause you walked away

now the beauty is gone

and i stay alone

tears all over me

your face is in my memory

and i cry