Sitting by myself
A dead rose and a love letter never sent
A train of absence
Without rails to reach the
Running tree
Dancing with the wind
On the sea, of shadows you left behind
Seasons of grief
Excuses to believe
There's a reason to go blind
What is there to say?
I know you'll find your own way
As I'll find mine
Running tree
Dancing with the wind
On the sea, of shadows you left behind
No need to send your army now
Your rookie soldier is enough
I'm easy to beat, when punched with coldness
I know you don't care
If it hurts my self esteem
Am I blessed to see it?
Running tree
Dancing with the wind